A poem I wrote for my lady...
BLUE
Tom Pennington
From her eyes,
Shines a light
Quelling fear
Crushing night
In her eyes
There’s no pain
Love as warm
As summer’s rain.
In those eyes
All is good
Always, “is”
Never, “could”
In her eyes
There, I feel
Here, I’m weak
There, I’m real.
BLUE
Tom Pennington
From her eyes,
Shines a light
Quelling fear
Crushing night
In her eyes
There’s no pain
Love as warm
As summer’s rain.
In those eyes
All is good
Always, “is”
Never, “could”
In her eyes
There, I feel
Here, I’m weak
There, I’m real.
"i've seen alot of kids (i'm 35) come on here and ask for advice about girls. look at potato here. he makes a tape and sings to a girl. some girls will laugh in your face, some behind your back and then some might love you for it. potato is a man. a man with a girl. -Darth Evad