Almost
Never knew love could be
The sunlight on your tanned face
Revealing such depth beneath those eyes,
Such a warm, contented passion.
Could words begin to know
All I've been searching for?
Yet, one touch is everything.
Here is your paradise,
Your half-unwritten book of life .
You and I will be forever more?
And then time, the enemy,
Steals the sun,
And we must move on.
And maybe you will never know how much
I loved you.
Tara Egan - 1997