Small mouth, crowded thoughts, striking words ;)
You be such a mystery
A classic vintage valor
Pangs of silence in victory
Yet gloomy is your color
The ticking of the wall clock overrun by the sound of your thoughts
The perfect sphere of water that dripped off your vision
The abandoned leaf that shone a band of colors under your feet
What once donned a rag,
Now is adorned by my shirt.
What once drew their eyes on me,
Now draws a smile on her.