It is all about your eyesHow they look right though me
And look right at me.
Oh, how I ...glisten
It is all about your mouth
How it smiles when I smile
And how it never says what I want it to.
Oh, how I ...glimmer
It is all about your hands
How they sit upon your knees
And never reach to grab my own.
Oh, how I ...shimmer.
It is all about everything
How much I want it all for me
And how much I might never have it.
Oh, how I ...wither.
-mine, all mine
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