Crush On You
Sometimes I will be standing there and
your face will flash before my eyes,
a face that I want to touch
until it's diminished into the size of a small keyhole
like the one that's on the lock to your heart
the smell of your body will float beneath my nose
until I'm lost in a memory of our lips becoming one
Although the images we created during special times
are etched forever in special caverns of our minds
as I look upon your face, I see the mirror of our past
as I look into your eyes, I see our history unfold in irises
as I run my hand through your hair, I watch the sun reflect
as I look upon your face, I see a vision of our future
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