The wind blows her hair,
Over her baby blue eyes
And this will be the moment that I
dare,
I tuck her hair behind her ear.
The ocean breeze gives her such flair
That honestly, now I swear
It’s like a firework show
But I would really like to know,
What emotion hides under her eyes, so
deep and so blue?
Does she feel a spark like I really do,
what is under that curious glare?
All now that I know is I’m locked in this
stare
Deep but not cold, warm as the snow
Burning so good, fast, but not slow
Our dreams collide into one
Aligning so perfect, so straight, but not
mine.
I can now tell it’s not only me,
We have formed an us, so true, so fine.
We kiss, sparks fly, we have never felt
so free
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