The sunset dies and the stars <br />come out. <br />looking, but not seeing, talking bout <br />not breathing. <br />Not recognizing anything else but you <br />thinking about all the things that <br />make you, you. <br />Shuu away, flie you breaking my thoughts <br />there's lessons to taught. <br />Your eyes are amazing, your heart is what <br />I'm craving. <br />The funniest thing is when I <br />stare, I don't look at your <br />boobs & butt. <br />I'm just staring into your eyes <br />hoping your lids won't shut. <br />Your smile is priceless, it's the key <br />to my happiness. <br />You have my love, under your pillow. Going <br />to sleep with it and laying your head <br />your dreams might be great, <br />but in mine, we to be wedd. <br />The stars are fading, and here comes <br />the sun, but any love for you has <br />only begun.<br /><br />Bobby Roberts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-really-know-jan-22-09-thurs-1-27pm/
