Her eyes hold a secret
Willing to tell
If only you could answer
the riddle
of her hue changing eyes.
Her smile holds a single kiss
Not for you
But you would give your life
to receive
that which isn't yours.
Her voice holds a melody
In every word
If only she would speak
your name
you could die happy.
Monday, July 17, 2006
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