2/20/2016
Searching high and low,
We finally meet.
Now you have found me,
I am complete.
Holding hands—
Your touch so sweet;
You softly caress my cheek.
You pull me close;
Whisper in my ear,
"I'll never let go,"
As the lights dim low.
"You have nothing more to fear,"
You say,
"let me dry your tears."