Brian

by Rachel   Sep 20, 2003


Just sitting here thinking of you
watching the world go by
I wonder why the very thought of you
makes me feel high.
The sight of you makes me smile
Your touch makes me melt
Your kisses envelope me
The sweetest thing I've ever felt.
I can't think straight
My mind always wonders astray
each and every single day.
It's sick how happy I am
It's sick how happy you make me
but you make me want to sing
dance and laugh with glee.
Thank you for your smile
your ears, your nose, your eyes
and sharing them with me.

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