You <br />glance at me, <br />your eyes <br />regard me <br />as a <br />mother would <br />her <br />precious child. <br /> <br />There <br />cannot be <br />a greater love. <br /> <br />And, <br />when I told you <br />I was <br />smitten, <br />you waited knowingly <br />for me to add <br />head over heels. <br /> <br />You <br />are my dream, <br />my all, <br />your smile <br />anaesthetizes <br />and your breath beguiles my skin. <br /> <br />You <br />are <br />too beautiful, <br />and when <br />you glance <br />at me, <br />I want to <br />tell you <br />of <br />delight <br />and <br />of <br />enchantment, <br />and <br />of <br />magic, <br />of <br />a love <br />that, <br />like a camelot, <br />is bound <br />innately <br />to <br />the God <br />Infinity. <br /> <br />And I would add <br />that there <br />can never be <br />a greater love.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich 2<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-615/
