She's beautiful to every star
The moon envies her so
I envy both the stars and the moon,
They touch her skin every night
As my touch lays so far away.
I ache, burn to hold my hand
An inch from her gorgeous skin
Knowing that I could touch her,
Seeing the want in those blue,
Deep blue eyes, for me to touch her
With infinite love and passion
As we dance on an ocean
So clear. Life and love, all I
Have to give for her stare.
My faded blue eyes gaze with
Longing, does she see?
Cold, frozen solid the very
Moment she is out of sight.
Crave her, need her, to survive.
To love her pushes the
Cold azure blood through
My veins. Would she be mine?
Her touch for me alone,
That sexy indigo stare
Only for my eyes.
Beneath my own blue eyes
Tears build up at the thought
That I may never touch her,
May never wake up and
See those soothing blue eyes.

05/28/2002

Posted on 05/28/2002
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