your hazel brown hair
finding the night
wishing for summer days
when i can gaze
into the eyes
telling stories
of a thousand summer skies
counting the clock
waiting, ticking, clockwise
until i meet the guy
who gives me a thousand butterflies
and it seems when i finally do
i'll find the skies in your eyes too
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The Best of Billy: a compilation.
PoesíaHighest rank of #3 in poetry. A collection of my best poems picked from my poetry albums 1-6. © 2019 Billy Waugh
