THAT WISHFUL LOOK


Look at her eyes,her caring eyes
Look at the dreams so Innocent
Her wishful pledge has tored the sky
Her wishful sight can hardly burn
The lentful season of the earth
She barely pace her legs in turn
Up the chemistry in her eyes
We were never paced so far to learn
Our timely eyes has found the might
And when the moment glows the time
I only wave my hand and slew the sky
And hid my face in the wind
I came home thinking of her life
Of how she pose her self so night
Like colorful pattens of the sky.

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I cought up my self in the eyes of a girl.It was good how she looked at me.I came home thinking about it.