I wrote you a song once
It didn’t sound as good as I hoped.
It wasn’t about love or loss
or the way you made me feel.
It wasn’t about your glowing brown eyes or your long and thick
I didn’t mention the way you would gaze upon the moon and stars
and the way I would stare into your eyes.
I didn’t mention anything you wouldn’t want me to
or anything you would.
I wrote you song though,
I don’t think it’ll ever be as lovely as you.