The Eyes Have It

If you could see you through my eyes
then dear, crystal clear you’d see
a vision bright and beautiful –
witness what you mean to me.
If you could capture confidence,
if you could really realise.
If you could see you through my eyes.

If you could see you through my eyes
and glimpse my thoughts within
as I look on lovely long locks
and stroke smooth Snow White skin.
If you saw you as I do,
shining sure as sweet sunrise.
If you could see you through my eyes.

If you could see you through my eyes
if you could clearly know
how every inch is incredible
as I kiss you head to toe.
If you could walk in my shoes,
could try them on for size.
If you could see you through my eyes.

If I could see me through your eyes,
then dear, what would I see?
If you were a practiced painter
would you paint picture perfect me?
If only I could consider it,
could cast off taunts and lies.
If I could see me through your eyes.

Copyright © 2016 Philip Craddock. All rights reserved.


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