As I held you in my arms,
I looked into your eyes.
They were soft and timid,
yet bold and undefined.

They struck me like a chord,
sung by a choir of angels.
Swooping and soaring
like the eagles- so agile.

I looked at the heart of another,
through those window's of time
and I was humbled when I thought
about what you saw in mine.

If I were to lose you
I wouldn't know what to do.
But for now I'll be happy,
As I look at my love in you.