Oh my Rowena, how lovely thou art!
Thy eyes sparkle just like diamonds, my love!
Thy voice brings sweet melody to my heart –
Hearkens to my soul like a morning dove!
I cannot count the ways that I love thee –
Easier, it would be, to count the stars!
Approbation as I'm down on one knee –
My love, thou hast my heart in a soul jar!
Don't think that I would ever desert thee –
Earlier would I cut off my own head!
Just as I never wish you to leave me –
Quite frankly, I would much rather be dead!
Be with me on this journey, mi amour –
The path to forever lies thru that door!