You look at me. Then I back at you. All I see is your eyes so blue. You ask me. What is your dream. I still look at you. grasping at words. I replie I will love to the day I die. You look me in the eye, and see the day I wil die. But look at me, will you treat me right. Will you treat my equal.
I wanted to do more with this, but found I could not.