A MILLION WAYS TO SAY IT

A MILLION WAYS TO SAY IT
(FOR KYLE)

Now that your love lives in me, chivalrous and gallantly,
Like some knight from Camelot, some mystic world that time forgot,
Like Lancelot to my Guinivere, sweet words whispered in my ear,
We face a future wrapped in lace, precious memories locked in place.

Now that your love breathes in me, in and out so effortlessly.
Now we face the golden age, light the torch and turn the page
And march with soldiers’ steps in time, turning water into wine.

There are a million ways to say it, long stem roses, a dinner out,
But none quite say just what I feel or capture what this love’s about
A million trinkets I could give, a thousand lifetimes I could live
And spend each lifetime tucked inside the shelter of your arms so wide.

A million stories I could tell, of how you rescued me from hell,
And brought me safely from the brink and bid me from your well to drink.

Now that your love lives in me, growing, changing, ever free,
We face a future gleaming bright, stars ascending in the night
Just like flowers in the snow, or an old remembered tune,
That lives inside the heart and grows, our love forever blooms.

There are a million ways to say it, a Macy’s card or something sweet,
A chocolate mountain, a bottle of wine, scotch and soda, whiskey neat.
There are a million ways to say it, flowers, candy, clever lines,
I choose a kiss on your precious lips for you my treasured valentine.

-BRUCE POTTS
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