You hate bare feet but there you are...
Some soft dress you would never wear
Yet it's flowing from the wind over your shoulders
Tucks under your legs like a child at play
Your arms bent against themselves
Insecure yet comfortable
An impossible smile
The sun reflects off every thing in view
Creating sparkles, twinkles, flashes
Your hand pulls back the hair
That got in front of your face
And at once there is no sun
Those eyes
Those eyes
I've followed their light from dark days
And I'm pleased to find them here
The cause of such lumens
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
You hate bare feet but there you are...
Some soft dress you would never wear
Yet it's flowing from the wind over your shoulders
Tucks under your legs like a child at play
Your arms bent against themselves
Insecure yet comfortable
An impossible smile
The sun reflects off every thing in view
Creating sparkles, twinkles, flashes
Your hand pulls back the hair
That got in front of your face
And at once there is no sun
Those eyes
Those eyes
I've followed their light from dark days
And I'm pleased to find them here
The cause of such lumens
