In his eyes I am more than I am,
but someday I hope to be,
more glorious than he imagined,
splendid and blended perfectly.
In his eyes I am whole,
and strong in femininity,
fragrant like the rose,
his heart beats just for me.
In my eyes he is grand,
with a love so warm and tender,
his touch I've come to understand,
Glorious beyond all dreams of splendor.
In my eyes he is perfection,
wrapped up in all that he is,
the sun, the moon, the stars above,
exist because of him.
When love leaves me waiting
I wait only for him.
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