Sweet Eyes

Words by Bryon Bowers

eyes soft with a touch of demure your eyes were sweet your demeanor couture you were a touch of shy with a little drink of wild hovering underneath a soft spoken smile… you had sweet eyes couldn't look away just met you wanted you with me knew i'd be with you for the rest of my life you were wearing a white sweater eyes demure and soft lips pursed as you talked… you were shy… but I could see a wild in your walk you told me of california and your fashion design I've forgotten my words my brain was preoccupied we watched the game but I really only watched you my hands usually knowing didn't know what to do your grama said don't date me on her death bed she did our minds were connected pin pals, electric Internet just rising keyboard surfers at night words our exchange before i held you tight you gave me your mind before you gave me your body a treasure of elegance a love all mine

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