A hidden pond full of Lilly pads, like a river and stepping stones float up stream.
You keep your little everything closer, so the angel learns to fly through her clipped wings.
Wake up smile at you- pull her closer, so she knows it's not just a dream.
Sweet sighs, fireflies, you can't use give yourself reason to sing.
Marry her under the willow, you don't need a preacher, just look in her eyes.
Sugar, she's smiling, you know that you're her whole life.
-And that's alright, tomorrow, 'you're' her tomorrow night.
Hug her and love her, and keep her in sight.
That's just how it could be, if I was big beautiful.
You would love me, if I was big beautiful.
You'd never leave me, only love to tease me, do nothing but to please me...
... And that's why I'm crazy, 'cuz I know I'm big beautiful.
You never would chase me, though I know I'm huge beautiful.
-But you'd wouldn't know, 'cuz you never looked.
So you couldn't see how it could be.
-Still I know you'd love me if I was big beautiful.
Kiss me through those Lillys, and you would never let go.
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Behind My Eyes
PoetryA posting of every poem that I've ever written ...in continuation, as I write new things and express myself. Experience everything that lies behind my eyes. I am not very active on this site and only have used it to draw out my talents and express...
