Brown Eye's

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    Brown Eye's

    When she can talk me into a night of dancing

    Can still feel the sweat of her face against mine

    Heart thundering through the floor

    Completely taken by her

    An entire night of only her

    I couldn’t see any other

    Nor did I care to

    Holding close

    A slow dance that mattered

    Dred overwhelms me

    As I know it’s time to part

    I can still smell her as I drive home

    Beauty in every aspect

    I was truly taken by her

    Impressed by her Heart

    Had to send a foolish text

    Before I drifted off into Dream land

    Morning comes with the light

    Heart yearning over her

    This is how I know she’s not just another

    That’s how I know what I feel for her

    What I desire out of her

    Is real

    And not just another temptation

    For lust appetite  

    I want to know her

    Steal her Heart away

    I’m a Dreamer

    And she’s my Dream

    Sweet and cute

    I admire her personality

    There’s just something special about her

    -Fin-

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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