Sur Son Ame Jumelle

On the eyes, no one could truly see; Through your bundle of joy and beauty. By a million gazes none could know, How your soul, feather likened floats. Lo, deep in my mind, lost in my soul, There recently came along a part, Floating carelessly - but till it drew, near enough. Rare one; that was you! Mystery resolving at every meet, Flimsy or purposefully. I'm almost completely satisfied, 'Almost', since I'd daily say goodbye. On the eyes, no one could truly know, You hid your beauty in your soul.