Blue Eyes of Grandeur
Those eyes of blue I shall not betray,
But why must I think of them every day?
They’ve bewitched my mind those eyes of blue,
So tempted now my thoughts ensue.
Work I must, please concentrate,
Stop my mind and set it straight.
Many projects due in weeks,
But pictures and stories still I seek.
Conversation so witty, I’m longing for,
Yet across this nation I cannot soar.
Afraid to fly? This may be so,
But fly I would if I could go.
Twenty projects expected soon,
Yet here I set since half past noon.
Those eyes, blue eyes, how they persuade,
Today is gone and now light fades.
Tomorrow my thoughts I’ll endeavor to stray,
Away, away, from those blue eyes of Trey.
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