I HOPE SHE KNOWS
My chest is a city,
My heart; a castle,
where she lives and never deserts.
I hope she knows;
My skull is a street of thoughts,
where her colorful memories parade
and her pleasant words visit on loving days.
I hope she knows;
Her smile is a medicine,
A pill that dissolves in heart and cures aches,
I hope she knows;
Her glistening eyes lighten my world like a London street.
I hope she knows;
My butterflies crave her orchard,
I hope she knows;
Her undying beauty is my trademark.
I hope she knows;
My heart beat is the rhythm of her magical giggle,
Her voice is a lullaby that lures me to bed.
I hope she knows;
I’m a pilgrim,
I hope she knows
I’m a tourist on a mission to explore her world.