She looks at me and what do I see?
Eyes that look into my very soul, that know the inner me.
Eyes that show mixed emotions, heart ache and pain because of being divided in her love and wanting to love completely and sincerely.
A smile that can make a gray day be bright as a majestic sunrise.
She is my wife, my beloved whom I miss dearly and deeply.
Whom I pray that I will be reunited with shortly to be back as one, as we are meant to be.
Time heals all wounds and I pray this is so, that we may be together again and our love will deeply flow.