People see with their eyes
They see beautiful faces
Without any traces
But they are only looking
And have no feeling.

When I look around me
There’s only one thing I see
It’s you; sitting beside me
With your hand in mine
And it feels so divine.

For you are all I can see
No matter how hard I try
You are the one for me
Until I lose your love
Or die.

© Christine Bertie 1977