Treasure Island

sam singer


beauty


i look through the window and see in the skies
the beautiful blueness of your beautiful eyes

i look at a stallion as dark as night black, running through fields of grass its mane being blown back, what i see there
is nothing to compare to the beautiful blackness of your beautiful hair

i look at the ocean as the wave rips
and i see beautiful roundness of your beautiful lips

i listen to the radio and with every station choice
i hear the beautiful sharpness of your beautiful voice

i listen to the breeze and the storm in the sky
i feel the droplets on my skin as it passes me by

though you look beautiful and sound beautiful too
i could never have been luckier then the day i met you

Submitted: Tuesday, June 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, June 05, 2013

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