Years and Counting

 You are like fire and I’m water

You bring hope and I cause despair 

You are a hopeless romantic

And I a cynical realist

(Or is it a real cynic?)

Yet we met 

Sparks flew

Day turned to night

And night to dawn 

You stayed on

And on we have gone 

Ahead and around 

From a night of pleasure 

To a life time of treasure