I see your eyes,
a flash fire flies
behind my own,
within my bones.
If you've ever thought
of love at first sight,
you've burst into flame
without making light.
Beaming with soul,
in no grasp of control,
and receiving love too,
not stopping at truth.
So, the radio spin
will stretch and wear thin,
as your voice is the sound
to fill static space,
and spill on places forgotten;
the most beautiful home
I'd ever known;
a moment of years
of living this life
in the eyes of the man
who would make me his wife.