Girl's got eyes that can see right through ya,
Sometimes demonic bringing out the worst.
Often gorgeous, full of pureness,
Iris filled with color ready to burst.
She puts her hair up
strands ponytail wound.
I pull it out, she gives a shout,
I watch her shoulders catch the hair falling down.
Her lips so gentle, soft and supple,
hers and mine immersed.
Leaning in, skin to skin,
Each kiss feels like the first.
Her personality drives me crazy,
On cloud 9 yet down to earth.
We are running free, have nowhere to be,
Traveling to the land of love, nowhere furth'.
I sing to her, I strum for her,
She listens intently every time.
Holding me as I play a key, loving no one but me,
Never getting tired of my rhyme.
We could sit and be starving,
Not have showered in days.
Staring, dreaming, wishing, believing,
Not caring about the popular craze.
No matter what is happening,
People fighting and placing us on hated land
We don’t give in, our love we defend,
Together forever hand in hand.
This is a struggle for me, for she is not named,
She is out there for me to find.
So I keep moving along, writing poems and songs,
Waiting for our paths to intertwine,
The love of my life is set in stone,
For she is my beautiful unknown.
