You make me see things You open up my eyes You open up my heart I am not worthless You make me see that I look into your eyes... They are windows to my soul...
03/19/2003
Posted on 03/19/2003Copyright © 2024 Melanie A Bennett
Windows can be a pane. Good poem Mel....Charlie
the reflection of self in someone's eyes often hits harder then looking into a mirror. Nice read:)
a sweet read :)