I saw you last night
in your bath
playing
singing
preparing for bed
three years old
as the camera approached
I saw in close-up
to the depths of your eyes
your deep
deep-brown eyes
and caught a glimpse
into your soul
but after hearing you sing
so innocent
so spontaneous
so free
so absolutely
so essentially
you
I know that for me
*Incy
Wincy
Spider*
can never be the same again
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 12:33 AM UTC
I saw you last night
in your bath
playing
singing
preparing for bed
three years old
as the camera approached
I saw in close-up
to the depths of your eyes
your deep
deep-brown eyes
and caught a glimpse
into your soul
but after hearing you sing
so innocent
so spontaneous
so free
so absolutely
so essentially
you
I know that for me
*Incy
Wincy
Spider*
can never be the same again
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