i watch her eyes
as she stares at the ocean.
i begin to lose myself
when i see her love something

truly love something

as the sea
swallows the sun through her brown eyes,
a gentle breeze plays with her hair
and lifts a slight curl
to her smile.

slowly she turns to me
and whispers
"I must be God's favorite,
I am certain He has created this
for me alone".

My tragedy, I realize,
is if one day
she fails to look at me
in the same way.
hey,,, only read your last three (3) posts and I loved them all !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you, bw!! Miss you, girl. Awesome to see you. :)