The Brown Eyed Girl
As I am thinking,
Testing the ability of my mind
I stop and think
About how beautiful she is
With that quizzical look on her face
And I want to hold her
I want to kiss her
I want to be forever hers
Yes, the brown eyed girl.
And as I am training my body
Pushing myself to the limits
I stop and think
About how beautiful she looks
With the determined look in her eyes
And I want to hold her
I want to kiss her
I want to be forever hers
Yes, the brown eyed girl.
And while I'm playing music
Beautiful melodies emitting from my instrument
I stop and am reminded
About her beauty
Her amazing elegance and beauty
I long to hold her
I long to kiss her
And I am forever hers
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Stories of my mind
PoetryThis is basically what it appears to be. A collection of stories, poems and whatnot, from my mind. Whatever I can think of. Enjoy :)
