HER SLEEPY EYES
I’ve been in this spot before
And each time has always been hard
And now seems no more different
A risk that’s never known reward
Yet still I am impelled to do it
Though I’m not always sure how
But yet I’m compelled to do it
And this is how I’ll do it now
I lay my pride and cast it away
Rather than risk regret for all time
So to say the words so hard to say
and easing it through this rhyme
Where to start is difficult
But less difficult as to start at all
So I’ll begin where I intend to end
At the reason why I fall
I think what took me most
Is the mystery behind her eyes
It both spoke and asked a question
Of an answer I’ve never realized
I know it seems so pathetic
To dedicate a rhyme
For someone I’ve only spent
A few minutes of her time
And it would seem even more so,
That I’m wishing that she were near
Especially when I’ve never known
The feeling of having her beside me here
And yet despite it all
I find this rhyme of no waste
Even when all I have of her
Is a memory of her face
And I’m more than willing
To trade a year away
Just to have that moment
A minute of conversation one day
So I wait for the fateful day to come
Even if it may never do
To give those hundred pieces of chocolate
That to her I was and still am due
Because I’ve found myself
Though it be said unwise
In deep affection of
Her and those sleepy eyes
-E.H.
I’ve been in this spot before
And each time has always been hard
And now seems no more different
A risk that’s never known reward
Yet still I am impelled to do it
Though I’m not always sure how
But yet I’m compelled to do it
And this is how I’ll do it now
I lay my pride and cast it away
Rather than risk regret for all time
So to say the words so hard to say
and easing it through this rhyme
Where to start is difficult
But less difficult as to start at all
So I’ll begin where I intend to end
At the reason why I fall
I think what took me most
Is the mystery behind her eyes
It both spoke and asked a question
Of an answer I’ve never realized
I know it seems so pathetic
To dedicate a rhyme
For someone I’ve only spent
A few minutes of her time
And it would seem even more so,
That I’m wishing that she were near
Especially when I’ve never known
The feeling of having her beside me here
And yet despite it all
I find this rhyme of no waste
Even when all I have of her
Is a memory of her face
And I’m more than willing
To trade a year away
Just to have that moment
A minute of conversation one day
So I wait for the fateful day to come
Even if it may never do
To give those hundred pieces of chocolate
That to her I was and still am due
Because I’ve found myself
Though it be said unwise
In deep affection of
Her and those sleepy eyes
-E.H.
