You Don’t Know Poem by Robert William Schmitz

You Don’t Know



Its things you do to me
They can only be explained by the unexplained.
Just a glance from those eyes
When I’m around you it feels as if the rest of the worlds issues have simply disappeared,
Because it’s at that very moment
I realize I’m looking through the green glass of a perfect world.

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