She could see the words I love you in the heart.
You see a picture of the play rather than just words.
As I did so she saw the words on her skin.
He turned over the photo and saw the words: My home.
And it still looked as if she might never see her words published.
I saw all the words coming out of my mouth, making up the story, not even thinking about the parts that didn't make sense.
Looking over her shoulder, he saw the words on the page.
Seeing the words written in black and white made their marriage even more real.
She came back with it, and the four of them looked through the glass, seeing the words three times as clearly now.
I have to see the words as they're being formed.