I look at you,
you look at me,
no longer two,
finally free.
We share a view,
and hold the key,
no longer blue,
both our eyes see.
A love so true,
highest degree,
made to pursue,
infinity.
You looked at me,
I looked at you,
finally free,
no longer two.
Holding the key,
to a shared view,
eyes clear to see,
no longer blue.
Highest degree,
a love so true,
infinity,
we will pursue.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy