In' Sync Poem by Arthur V. Miller III

When I'm around you my nights are without a cool breeze, but yet always at ease.

My Monday's are never tiring, but inspiring because of you.

My Tuesday's are only just for the two of us.

My Wednesday's like a cool wind, breezing through your golden hair on a winter night.

My Thursday's are without you, oh how I loathe those days because I am without my heart&soul.

My Friday's are well spoken, t.g.i.f I always say, thank god because the rest of my days are with you my dearest companion.

My Saturday's are filled with satin as we lay in bed cuddling the day away.

My Sunday's are mornings with you in the temple as we thank god yet again for another wonderful day with each other as soul mates.

Overall, my weeks with you are the times I greatly thank god for. because Gods gave me someone that I compare to.

I love you my dearest wife to be, whom ever you may be? ? ?