I see her eyes,
Those dark hazel eyes,
That twinkle by the sunrise,
And shine by the night sky.
I feel her hair,
Her dark raven hair,
The one that is unruly and bare,
But smell like cotton candy in the air.
I kiss her lips,
Those blood red lips,
The one who smiles from tip to tip,
Those lips I want to kiss.
She is the one that I love,
And the one that I wait,
The one that I hear,
Night,
And day.
