Beautiful eyes, beautiful face,
I'm shy to talk to you. You're the eagle I must watch No matter what I do.
You're the beauty, wild and free, The mistress of my eyes, Rolling through exultant air, Alone in pristine skies.
I would take you for my own Could I but have your wings, Could I but go where night begins And frozen sunlight sings.
Could I but have you for my love, How might we fly together! But I must watch you from below And long for you forever. But I must be the one below And long for you forever.
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By digmike on 12/1/2007 5:24:59 PM
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