| Eyes I wait the hours, Just to see, My true love, Girl of my dreams, She knows me, And we are friends, But dare I tell this love, Her eyes hold beauty, Matched by none, Yet how could this be, All her beauty, All my love, She could not be with me, Our hearts would race, Kiss to taste, As we embrace, Our love, But it will ever, Be a love to never, Be spoken or implied, So I'll sit, Day to day, As I fall into those eyes... -Poet |