I looked in your eyes.
I saw it.
I've seen it before.
Yes, there it was.

The expression many have stated as being wonderful.

I held your hand.
I felt it.
Almost professed it's beautiful.

Once asked?
To describe it.
And all I ever did was point to you.

Cause you fit the description.
Which left me in suspension.
When I came to the realization.
Love was you.