Start to sing to me. <br />Like the expanding sky, could I but dream of. <br />The biggest of stars <br />if I could but see your brown eyes. <br /> <br />Love me and you and you I would love to sing of. <br />Long lost the spruce trees, <br />and your name is but night whispers the wind. <br />Exhausted my short life found purpose. <br />Like each hungry child my love only grows. <br />I love what I do not have. <br /> <br />You are so far away. <br />Letting go of the sunset, slowly it sinks. <br />However, at night the moon starts to rise. <br />The biggest of night time stars, <br />are when I look into your brown eyes.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sing-to-me-8/
