Reverie
I remember
everything
that made you
who you are
to me;
what makes you laugh
the way that you do,
how your auburn eyes
become pools of honey
in the light of the sun,
and the way you prefer
your morning coffee.
I remember
what hurts you
that you used to toil over
until I became man enough
to make it all better again.
I remember
how big your...
everything
that made you
who you are
to me;
what makes you laugh
the way that you do,
how your auburn eyes
become pools of honey
in the light of the sun,
and the way you prefer
your morning coffee.
I remember
what hurts you
that you used to toil over
until I became man enough
to make it all better again.
I remember
how big your...