I'm not looking at you, I'm contemplating you,Your beauty and grace, like the morning dew,I gaze upon you, with a heart so true,For in my soul, I know you're one of the few.
I'm not looking at you, I'm seeing your soul,A spirit so pure, that's destined to glow,In the light of your being, I find my whole,A place of peace, that's always aglow.
For when I contemplate you, I see a star,A shining beacon, that's come from afar,A light in the darkness, that's never far,A guide for my heart, that's always ajar.So let me contemplate you, with every breath,For in your presence, I find my depth,A well of love, that's never bereft,A treasure trove, that's always adept.
