The Book of Love

This song:

The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts, some figures and instructions for dancing

But I,
I love it when you read to me.
And you,
You can read me anything.

The book of love has music in it,
In fact that's where music comes from.
Some of it is just transcendental,
Some of it is just really dumb.

But I,
I love it when you sing to me.
And you,
You can sing me anything.

The book of love is long and boring,
And written very long ago.
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes,
And things we're all too young to know.

But I,
I love it when you give me things.
And you,
You ought to give me wedding rings.

I stumbled on it tonight on youtube, and it's so perfect to mark this day for a couple of reasons:

1) I talked to a vedic astrologer today, which absolutely felt like being read to from the book of love. It was so affirming, to hear about me and about my life framed in that way. And she affirmed for me how huge it is that I said yes to my love again, that I am learning to trust, learning to rely on someone other than myself. Yes. I. Am. And it feels damn good. I even got to talk to said love afterward, and revel with him in the fact that the stars agree with our hearts, minds and bodies: We belong together.

2) Also, they started making Gilmore Girls again, and after many years together unmarried, Lorelai tells Luke that they should get married, that they've waited too long already, and it's super beautiful:

And I,
I love it when you give me things.
And you,
You ought to give me wedding rings.
You ought to give me wedding rings.