WHAT YOU ARE TO ME
© 6/12/95, Ruth M. Ross
A quick glance, a tender smile,
I am caught in a spell.
A gentle touch, a warm embrace,
I know that all too well.
A soft voice, an unspoken love,
Across the way I see.
A kind face, an inner beauty,
That's what you are to me.
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