Eric Cockrell

i look into your eyes
and i still see.... the most
beautiful woman that ever lived.

i still see... fire and rain,
the soft touch of a hand,
the laughing pajama dance...

i still see... the mama who watched
with passionate dedication...
the woman who made love
in the dirt...

the smell, the touch, the feel....
listening to dylan and tom petty,
taking in stray cats.... walking the dogs...

the woman who gets mad, can be
tender and sentimental... who
cooked for her dad and me....
and put up with us while we watched

john wayne yet again....

the girl i walked off with
to find a tomorrow....

the woman i believe in...

the woman i still love....