Treasure Island

Matthias Pantaleon

(August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

I Got My Eyes On You


Hey mama
I got my eyes on you
‘Cause you're so fine
Flawless like home-made lemonade

See them eyes
Like midnight candles
Like white cat in the dark

I see you crisp like vanilla ice
Handy like a handful of candy
from the mall

Submitted: Wednesday, April 03, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 05, 2014

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  • Aldrich Suarez (4/3/2013 2:30:00 AM)

    you've got the door of your mama's soul, take care of it because if you got the door you also got what's inside, so if you will give disgrace to your self you also give to whom you got your eyes...nice poem I like it (Report) Reply

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