Saturday, May 14, 2011

Her Beautiful Eyes

those beautiful eyes
speaking silently with me
call me
and as i float around with clouds
as she smiles and everything stops
like the world has now stopped
to look at her
she calls me and everything is back in motion
slowly though
time moves like it has forgotten its direction
I move like I've forgotten everything
the more she talks
more and more I fall down
but she's there to pick me up
and I get more and more lost in her
beautiful eyes,
and there she is to guide me

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