Have you ever gazed into the eyes of your soul's other half,
Where dreams weave a winding, almost  enchanted path?
How do you tell him your heart yearns for more than he sees,
His presence a fire that sets your soul so free?
His being consumes, a great gift to this earth,
Worth more than gold, a treasure of worth.
His eyes paint a landscape, a vision so wide,
A world deep within where I’d love to reside.  
If fate offered choices, I’d choose him each day,
His darling, his sweetheart, forever I'd stay.
With honey-sweet whispers, our love would unfold,
Bound by his gaze, more precious than gold.