At times with you I feel as if I am blind,
as if the thing called love a great mystery
but throughout life you do bring me felicity
and constantly you are gracious and kind,
and separate we do each other again find,
you are both wonderful and strange to me
as if with you all of life is supposed to be,
as you are in my heart, soul and my mind
and memory holds each act and remark,
daily with you my heart and soul sings
yet at times it feels as if I am in the dark,
I know that I am full of shortcomings,
yet like a match to me you are the spark,
the light that bring me to lovely things.
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