Same eyes That’s what I notice We have the same eyes Green-ringed chocolate Reminds me of Forests The low timbre of his voice Glides over words like Falling rain And every word he says Is more beautiful Than every song You’ve ever heard He is a master Of words Words are Power I know because I use words like weapons As does he But his voice is strong And soft And my voice Sounds like ice Against his soft rain Yet even if he leaves me With nothing but pain He has still given me More than anyone could From him I learned words Words are power
Same eyes Same words We are more alike Than I thought