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Boston Tueller Jan 2021
Your eyes are a void of silent surrender,
Solitude,
Satisfaction,
Serenity.

Looking through you
I see the essence of something
So beautiful and pure.
Boston Tueller Jan 2021
I met this beautiful lady
We talked but it was brief
She looked at me, so gracefully
With a cigarette in her teeth.

It wasn't long
before I knew
That I was fallin' for you,
By the way that shook my hand
The way you played and danced
In the sand.

If I ever had the chance to love you
girl i'd never do you wrong,
That day has come
The time is now
So I wrote you this little song.
Boston Tueller Jan 2021
I hope that one day
As you roam the hills
The way that you do,
May you stop to smell the sage.

It travels through you
Filling up your mind
With images of me,
And all the wars we used to wage.

I'll be smiling back at you
As our eyes reflect the light
So bright,
As the train tracks shine a golden glow beneath us.

I will disappear
As the smell becomes exhausted,
But your heart yearns
To keep on wanderin'

It's time for you to go
So you take just one last whiff
And then another,
We were never good at goodbyes anyway.

— The End —