An eye in the sky
By the moon does spy
Zooms in down to earth
On a boy wondering why
In leisure he sits
In open window sill high
Of the school's west wing
On the band hall side.
Feeling the wind passby
His face and through hands
Smell the flowers nearby
And gazing into the sky
Where the eye dost lie
But outside the obvious
Of beautiful blue sky.
There is a tornadic storm
Where in the mind does lie
The gravity of love
And he still wonders why
He waits window sill high.
Staring into azure sky
Waiting for the one he loves
Wondering if their fates will tie.
While he lounges day by day
As the yellow eyes passes him by,
Either to love or die.
Dec 24, 2012
Dec 24, 2012 at 5:30 PM UTC
An eye in the sky
By the moon does spy
Zooms in down to earth
On a boy wondering why
In leisure he sits
In open window sill high
Of the school's west wing
On the band hall side.
Feeling the wind passby
His face and through hands
Smell the flowers nearby
And gazing into the sky
Where the eye dost lie
But outside the obvious
Of beautiful blue sky.
There is a tornadic storm
Where in the mind does lie
The gravity of love
And he still wonders why
He waits window sill high.
Staring into azure sky
Waiting for the one he loves
Wondering if their fates will tie.
While he lounges day by day
As the yellow eyes passes him by,
Either to love or die.
June 10, 2003
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