Objectivity

I look at you and I can only say
I cannot see you any other way.
As beautiful as anyone could be
Is how you always will appear to me.

It makes no sense you have not heard before
That you are someone all should just adore-
But every time I get to look at you
Your beauty strikes again as something new.

And when I hold you gently in my arms
Your soft warm glow, your lovely smile that charms
My eyes that can’t believe the gift of sight
Could be this precious, but it is-they’re right.

I look at you and somehow I just know
Our love was meant to set us both aglow.
There are no questions if it’s right or wrong.
There’s just this fact; together we belong.

John H. Bidwell