I simply never, never knew,
Someone with virtues quite like you,
You arrived, set my world askew,
You’re the other half of my soul.
When I met you, I laughed with joy,
All my wiles I had to deploy,
And every charm I then employed,
To snare your sweet part of my soul.
All you do is done with such grace,
You’re quicksilver, you move apace,
With a winning smile on your face,
Oh, the matching part of my soul.
I love you my darling, I do,
Because there’s simply none like you,
I knew that I had to pursue,
The missing part of my soul.
© Caro Field July 2017