Eyes Closed
What do
I have to do
To make you fall
In love with me
Is it my looks
That scare you
Does my countenance
Bring chills
Up your spine
From how unappealing
I’ve become
For your eyes
Could you
Fall in love with me
With your
Eyes closed
Pretend for a moment
That you can’t see
But can hear
Because
I can guarantee
You’ll fall in love
With the sound of my voice
How it echoes
Into your ears
Leaving footprints
In your heart
The poems
I’ll recite
The songs
That’ll be sung
Will be the smooth
Honey that oozes out
Of my mouth
To overflow your cup
Simply by
The sound of my voice
The smell
Of autumn’s breeze
Mixed with
Apple cider
Topped by the
Peach cobbler flavor
Of my lips
Can magnify
Your majesty
From afar
The way
I’m built
Not as fit
To a fashion model’s
Size
But small enough
To where
I can be your
Little teddy bear
That you can
Hide
In the branches
Of your arms
Small enough
Where you can
Lift me high
Towards
The night sky
Collecting stars
For both you and I
To put
In our milky way
Galaxy
As we build our empire
And God willing
Our soon to be
Family
There’s so much
That can be done
So much
To what we can do
If you learn
To fall in love
Only
With your eyes closed.
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