His eye's are the only one's I see, that make me believe that he actually like's me... When I see those deep brown eye's, it makes me light up..
When I'm down, he pick's me back up, When my hands are cold, he makes them warm...
He's the fist one I want to see when I get there.... When I see him, nothing can ruin my day..... He's the one that dries my tears when they fall from my eyes. He is the only one that can comfort me when I need it the most.
His eye's are the only one's I see because I'm the only one he see's. Just one and only one for me... His eye's are different shades of brown that light up for me when I see him.
He's the last one I want to talk to him when I go to bed. He's the first one I want to talk to when I wake up the next morning....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eyes are the most beutiful part of a person their very mysterious