Choice Love

Beloved
Love like ours must have come before, yet there are moments when I feel ours must be bigger than time itself and somehow able to support the universe.

Between us, symbols have no meaning.
I cannot compare you to the sun or moon, for they fall short.
I do not look at the ring on my hand and think “this is what binds” for it does not.
A ceremony could never contain what it is to be us.

For every moment, I choose my life.
I choose love and joy.
I choose intimacy and companionship.
I choose someone who knows me, who loves me and who chooses me in turn.
I choose you, my love, my heart, my guide.
I choose you.

for Chad 7/7/2008