2020 #37

She has a way …

Who am I to say,

She comes up to me

I could see her lips

But I missed what she said

She carried the weather,

Right there in her kiss….

Trace the moment

The world gains momentum

I carried the weight of the week

And

She carried the moon in her eyes

The sun in her hips

Everything else just faded

She’s high tide

The one in a million

She’ll carry you away

And when you come up for air

The sun has already set

But the stars are in her eyes…

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