Stolen Stars
The stars in your eyes,
Glisten like rays from the sun,
Like a picture of the sunrise,
or a bullet-less gun,
They sing like a bird,
And dance like a god,
Yet they speak not a word,
And neither dance, sing or nod,
One look deep inside,
Can make anyone's day,
Attraction yet denied,
There world simply grey,
Possession unrealized,
But only by you,
You see them as a dream,
And dreams don't come true,
Yet everyone's hooked,
On these stars in your eyes,
And everyone looked,
At there almighty size,
And you've got so much attention,
You just lost me in time,
So you'll never hear me mention,
That those stars are mine!
Copyright © Karen Murphy | Year Posted 2007
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