Through Your Eyes

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    • is doin some Solitary Thinkin-- Lee Ann Womack

    Through Your Eyes

     Perfect for you
    through your eyes I can see
    the person
    the human
    the man I want to be.

    If I sing out of tune
    your melody matches mine
    I may say stupid things
    but I love it when you sigh

    If I cry on the phone
    I just didn't want to break down alone
    and when the weather is bad
    I can't help but curse the skies
    I don't like how the rain it makes you sad
    It might be worth it for the rainbow display
    your smile it brings I could never make stay

    Your jokes ain't that bad
    they still make me smile
    your effort is worth
    at least a million miles

    You're pretty in slacks
    I think you're beautiful in anything
    I love you in everything
    and you know that.

    When you cry I try
    to wipe the tears from your eyes
    for you to smile once again
    Is my one goal in the end.

    Thinking of you
    wondering if you're thinking me too
    I'll call just to say
    Hey I love you too

    A family is everything
    even if it's just me and you
    Everyday I'll hold your hand
    as long as you want me to

    For the world means nothing
    it's all in your eyes
    through them I can see
    the life I want to realize.

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    photochick commented on Through Your Eyes

    07-25-2009

    breath taking this is very deep and passionate you are very good at using just the right words at the right time another great poem paint going into the favs at this rate all my favs are going to be by you lol
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    Tempy commented on Through Your Eyes

    07-24-2009

    this is really good, i can relate and the words flowed take care
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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