I HOPE SHE KNOWS

My chest is a city, My heart; a castle, where she lives and never deserts. I hope she knows; My skull is a street of thoughts, where her colorful memories parade and her pleasant words visit on loving days. I hope she knows; Her smile is a medicine, A pill that dissolves in heart and cures aches, I hope she knows; Her glistening eyes lighten my world like a London street. I hope she knows; My butterflies crave her orchard, I hope she knows; Her undying beauty is my trademark. I hope she knows; My heart beat is the rhythm of her magical giggle, Her voice is a lullaby that lures me to bed. I hope she knows; I'm a pilgrim, I hope she knows I'm a tourist on a mission to explore her world.