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.