Poetry of You

Verses live in two small stars,
Rimes are born in minds of gold...
There is poetry in your eyes,
There is poetry in your soul...

Silent words come with a smile,
Gentle tunes to a voice belong...
There is poetry in your lips,
There is poetry in your song...

And when you meet the end of the road
Some day...
When you're released and free to fly
Away...
There will be poetry in the air,
Waving around, in wind's cold hair,
But poetry will be over, then,
For me...

1996