Eyes of Mystery

I see mystery in your eyes,
Yet it's almost clear to me.
It's seen whenever you are close...
You know my love for thee.

Caressing touch for feeling heart,
A smile upon thy face.
This thing which is better than ecstacy,
To my heart beginning to race.

Your lips upon my forehead,
Your fingers through my hair,
My head lying upon your chest,
The love was always there.

What is this mystery that I see?
What plans do you hold secret?
Will I soon find out, My Love?
Will you tell me when they're met?

To talk with your is complete bliss.
To see you in this light.
What more is there, Love, that we don't have?
What will be and what might.

I've found my purpose in life.
It has to be, I know.
It's you with me, my fate doth show...
...It has to be, I know.