Crayon lips, a crooked smile,
A pink chapped flash of hope,
He wears it and hopes you will too,
It goes where he will go,
Scarlet streams under his skin,
Red ink staining snow,
Pulse fast and slow, an exubrant flow,
It goes where he will go,
Eyes that sing of memories,
Like oceans trapped in glass,
They hold the hope, won't let your gaze go,
They go where he will go,
A partner in crime,
A best friend for life,
They could fix each other's souls,
They share a smile, a silent promise,
"I'll go where you will go".
