Photo's That Speak.

1/1/2012 2:24 PM

I have a memory that is strong, and everlasting.

I can remember the horrors of childhood

And the laughs of becoming a woman.

 

I have eyes that never seem to smile when my lips do,

And all that fills them is the sadness leaking out in tears,

But they still look at you with warmth.

 

I have pale pink lips that can speak the devils words,

Or the angels songs, and for you I'd let love move them,

And for you I smile.

 

I have a voice that's soft and high with joy and satisfaction,

At times, a dark depth that scare all men and women,

And still it cries out to scream how I love you.

 

So remember these eyes of sorrow,

These lips of confusing taunts,

And this voice that can move mountains.

 

Honey, look into the photo's I'm giving

And think of all the reason I'm smiling,

The reasons I'm laughing:

 

You.

My Dear, it's you.

And my Love, it will always be you.