Where will I find you many years from now?
At home with the kids or out with the boys?
How long does the magic lasts?
A day, few days, a year or a lifetime?

I have looked into your eyes,
Seen your shy-honest smile,
Watched the gentle rise and fall of your heart as you lie asleep at night

And I have known- deep down within me
That I can go a lifetime
I can be a lifetime with you and still remain –
Starry-eyed and filled with the magic

Sadly, I have witnessed, many time over and over again
The havoc time leaves in its wake
But I can also bear testimony to its creation
Of how sublimely beautiful it can be

Of what will it make of this magic?
Beauty or Havoc?