In my eyes,
I see you,
I see me.
I see us married,
I see us in a dream.
I see the day,
I see the festivities,
I see,
I see what could be, and I see how great things could be,
but if only it was reality,
now, how beautiful it would be,
and as I sit here now awake,
and wonder if you are out there,
if you are out there for me,
I wonder,
I wonder who you are and what you are like,
and what you look like,
and what of your sentiments,
and of your emotions,
and of your sense of humour and your wit,
because how variable people are,
and how much chance there is in finding someone,
that is right for you,
because it is as if finding a needle in a haystack,
and it is a torturous thing sometimes to want,
and to need something that isn't always there,
and it is a dream,
an ideal dream this dream of love,
but how great it is,
and how great it would be,
this love that will hopefully appear by chance,
and as if by magic from the air,
and whatever happenstance that it may come from,
how beautiful is love when it arrives,
and how lucky you are,
when you find the love of your life,
and how incredible it is,
when your dream becomes reality,
and how powerful love,
how powerful love is when it liberates you,
it liberates you with the happiness,
that it bestows upon you,
for it casts away any dark shadows there,
and it blesses you,
and fills your heart and mind,
with such warmth and light,
and how much you grow,
in the light without any cares,
without any cares.
