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