The Look of Love
THE LOOK OF LOVE
The very moment that we met I knew
something was here much more than I could see
your eyes reached out as still they always do
and flow throughout the very deepest me.
I wonder at the light that comes from you
that sudden glow--is it because of me?
and do you feel the warming that I do
that pounding of the heart--do others see?
There's not a thing in life that I've been through
I might compare with what it does to me
the moment you appear, what can I do
but melt into what you can plainly see?
Whatever can I do--how can it be
each time our eyes first meet it conquers me?
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