Lookin into her eyes as that picture sits still,tells me a story about her that makes its real,u can be at a distance but u seem so close,commin to me now as i lay down and coast,counting sheep dosent do it shes always on my mind,driving myself crazy all the damn time i can her whisper my name but am i really crazy the moment has come to pass but i cant stop loving my baby,
Poetry
Likes
1306 Views
Share: