It's something
I don't know what
But something's there
Something about him
It may be those eyes
Those deep brown eyes
Those eyes that hypnotize
Those eyes....
Or maybe it's his face
His soft mellow smile
His sun kissed skin
His dark hair...
His brown eyes
Or maybe it's his style
His way with words
His quiet tone
The way he looks at life
With those brown eyes
Maybe it's his character
His good-natured heart
His way of making me smile
when I have rain clouds over me
His way of reading me
With those brown eyes
It's all of that
All the beauty
All the love
Inside those brown eyes
Those beautiful, beautiful eyes
They kill me, those eyes
Tear my soul piece by piece every day
They're soft mists clouded with love
And yet they stab my heart
Knowing that I can't have those eyes for my own
That I can only look at them from a distance
I can't look deep into those eyes
Because they'll never be mine
And neither will any part of him
I'll only have those day to day glimpses
Of those eyes, those brown eyes
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Of My Heart and Soul (Poems of Life and Love)
ПоэзияFor those who wish to relieve themselves of everyday worries Let these poems comfort you You are not alone in this world For you can find that I too, may relate to any hardship this generation faces I truly hope that you I may provide with a sense o...
