Everything About Me Wants You
Well, it’s your eyes
With those little flecks of brown
Racing through them
But, it’s your smile
All those faces of white
Gleaming past your lips
Or, it’s your hair
Strands of their own minds
Spiraling about your face
Yet, it’s who you are
That person behind the eyes
Sparkling through them
Still, it’s that laugh
The sounds catching your breath
Gleaming past your lips
Moreover, it’s your mind
The music that is you
Slipping through your fingers
And on top of it all, it’s you
Seeing me
Touching the strands of my hair
Making laughter our music
Creating a world of our own
Everything about you
Is everything I want
Everything about me
Wants
Everything you are
With those little flecks of brown
Racing through them
But, it’s your smile
All those faces of white
Gleaming past your lips
Or, it’s your hair
Strands of their own minds
Spiraling about your face
Yet, it’s who you are
That person behind the eyes
Sparkling through them
Still, it’s that laugh
The sounds catching your breath
Gleaming past your lips
Moreover, it’s your mind
The music that is you
Slipping through your fingers
And on top of it all, it’s you
Seeing me
Touching the strands of my hair
Making laughter our music
Creating a world of our own
Everything about you
Is everything I want
Everything about me
Wants
Everything you are
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