You
It was a Thursday evening when I first gazed my aching eyes upon you.
I watched her from across the room as I felt my heart begin to race
Hair like the ocean-beautiful
A smile that can't help but rail me in
I will remember the way those sunset eyes looked at me
I am captivated and cant turn away
My face gets all red and my hands get all shaky
It's just a conversation
But I am astounded and can't find the right words to say
From the way she looks falling asleep at night
To the way she looks in the morning
I soon began to realize that this is the face I want to see when I'm fighting my alarm clock each morning
Copyright © Catherine Oconnor | Year Posted 2016
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