The sunset dies and the stars
come out.
looking, but not seeing, talking bout
not breathing.
Not recognizing anything else but you
thinking about all the things that
make you, you.
Shuu away, flie you breaking my thoughts
there's lessons to taught.
Your eyes are amazing, your heart is what
I'm craving.
The funniest thing is when I
stare, I don't look at your
boobs & butt.
I'm just staring into your eyes
hoping your lids won't shut.
Your smile is priceless, it's the key
to my happiness.
You have my love, under your pillow. Going
to sleep with it and laying your head
your dreams might be great,
but in mine, we to be wedd.
The stars are fading, and here comes
the sun, but any love for you has
only begun.

Bobby Roberts

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-really-know-jan-22-09-thurs-1-27pm/