Ever seen the sky after a storm has moved on?
Ever seen the full moon reflect off a pond?
Ever felt the chills of an icy winter day?
Or the way you feel watching children play?
That's the sensation I get when I see Matt's eyes
He's one of a kind so different from other guys
One smile from him as his eyes caress
Can make you forget, you will care less
The small scar he has seems to smile at me
To my heart, Matt's eyes holds the key
One look from him and I fell young once more
When he is gone I'm sad and I walk the floor
I see his eyes from morning till night
When I hold him it always feels right
Lots of women want what is rightfully mine
But they will look, search, and humbly pine
To find some man to be in the disguise
Of trying to give them the allure of Matt's eyes
Copyright © Angela Arnold