Eyes
Why you bother me with your eye?
Do you know what it feels?
Why I’m still searching you?
If I know this is impossible.
The first time is like every day.
I hear your voice like a deep beat.
It froze me and makes me to stay
And the reason is like I sit.
No one knows what I feel now.
But I know there something wrong.
Because you know what it is to be
And you know it is wrong.
There’s always space why eyes always deep.
But I’m happy to this way.
It’s too far like a star cannot be reach.
Silence makes still stand.
Copyright © Jodan Camacho | Year Posted 2016
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