when you smile;
when you hold my hand;
when you kiss my lips.
i can look into your eyes and see
a meadow of white and yellow,
us running towards an eternity together.
i look into those same eyes and also
see the reality that dreaming of daisies
is just that:
a dream.
z.m.
Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 8:42 PM UTC
when you smile;
when you hold my hand;
when you kiss my lips.
i can look into your eyes and see
a meadow of white and yellow,
us running towards an eternity together.
i look into those same eyes and also
see the reality that dreaming of daisies
is just that:
a dream.
z.m.
i wish i could stay with you d. duke
