your eyes are stones i pick from this river
they're the favourite ones i found
in those eyes i see my dreams
as my world goes round and round
by the river i feel the breeze
my lips against your face
my heart is with you now and
with you is my favourite place
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The Best of Billy: a compilation.
PuisiHighest rank of #3 in poetry. A collection of my best poems picked from my poetry albums 1-6. © 2019 Billy Waugh
