From The Look In Her Eyes Poem by Martin Nash

It started by fate, this love of ours, blessed by Cupid's shot.
Infatuation, a tangled web, I say, it certainly is not.
For now we have vision too and voices over phone lines,
Technology forged a bond for us in the shortest of all times.

Now i'm in so deeply, promising the world and more,
Hoping I can fulfill my promise, who knows whats left in store?
For me her love is central, to everything I do,
Dear Bodil may I take this chance to show my love for you.