Be My Panda
The way a little kid glances at a toy
Is the way I look at you.
The boy at a remote control car with the look of joy
The girl at the doll not looking away, eyes on it like glue
They want to scream and shout
Until they have it in their grasp
They look to the left
They look to the right
They think of theft
They want to put up a fight
They see it as beauty.
It is truly.
You are my toy.
Don't let that figure trick you, it's only a speech decoy
You are my panda
Take me by the hand and be the toy I am proud to flaunt
One of a kind you are to me, come and be my taunt
They will not have you, in my arms you'll be
Smile on your face full of grace
Lights up the room with glee
Your laugh leaving behind a trace
Of your presence. Adding so much excitement,
leaving my heart in a race.
Copyright © Jesus Rodriguez | Year Posted 2014
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