GREEN EYES
He walks to she whose eyes are green
a man that is rarely seen
she knows him in his many forms
she has saved him from his brooding storms
naive is he who walks this land
she smiles and seems to take his hand
comfort she offers with a sweet smile
he wonders why all the while
together they fit like pieces to a puzzle made
he who she has seemed to sway
with her words and actions done
'til the rising morning sun
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