If love had one face, it would be yours
If love held one thought, it would be you
Yet youre not loved by one, but scores
who sing your praise, and to you are true.
And who can blame the many in your wake
if one beholds your gentle touch and gaze,
the way in which you heal those who break
and spend your life in comforting ways?
Its small wonder I lost my heart to you,
only it was not merely in admiration,
but with a steadfast love thats true
and raises itself to a new elevation.
I dared not hope youd feel the same
and would happily have stood aside,
yet one moment put me in your frame
to tell me my love would not be denied.
