Eight months ago, they two, unsure
 Set out visit her O.B.,
 But everything since then has been
 As wonderful as life can be

 A whirlwind ride, but full of joy
 The moment that they met her --
 For love's the best thing in the world,
 And then, it just

 Gets better

 Seven hundred different ways
 Seven hundred different nights
 Mashed between the breathless days
 Blurred liking rushing city lights
 
 Early roller coaster up
 Slow, then faster with the rest --
 Maybe her pursued her first,
 But then she pursued him

 Best

 It didn't take a sixth sense
 To know the ghosts they'd face:
 Of what it is that people think
 About both love, and race --

 But them? They would not creep around
 Or live their lives by steath:
 For love does not care anything
 'Bout things outside

 Itself

 Five years, they fought the system,
 Before they settled down
 And got caught up in family
 And what that brings around

 But always, they still held to
 The values they'd espoused:
 That love must feed the hungry
 And see the needy

 Housed

 Four hours in an airport,
 A lifetime in a day;
 It's funny how two people meet,
 And why, it's hard to say --

 But there was a before-time
 And then, there was the rest:
 The worst part of journey,
 Become their journey's

 Best

 The three of them go everywhere,
 The way they've done for years;
 Together, they have felt the sun,
 And faced unnumbered fears

 There's little that they haven't known,
 Or seen the far depths of --
 A life with just the three of them:
 Just she and he

 And love

 The second that we think we know,
 Then love reminds us that we don't.
 But that's okay; the world is large,
 And love won't be confined, or zoned,

 Or even yield to definition.
 This is our condition:
 The moment that we think we know,
 We've out past mere

 Cognition

 First, it takes us by surprise:
 A feeling that we've never felt,
 A favorite ice cream on the tongue
 We savor as it starts to melt

 But that can quickly freeze our brains:
 A headache, and a joy, in-one --
 Yes, love is better than all things,
 And also worse, the day

 It's done