In your eyes I can see life,
without your regard, life has
no feeling, without your charm,
without your warm touch, I’d
rather be dead, life without
your presence means total
depression
When you walked in, animation
vibrating in your lively eyes,
beautiful sound coming from your
fine mouth, intelligent thought
conveyed by your voice, love
showing in your demeanor,
generosity
Carried by your loving hands,
understanding emanating from
your stance - I could have cried
with joy and relief, when you sent
the unwelcome visitors away and we
were free to talk of things that
interest us both
The meaning of life, the symbolism
embodied in physical things, I could
have hugged and kissed you for waking
me from my stupor, giving me
the gift of life…
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