Home: Poetry: Chris A Parker : You, My World

You are something so bright, yet you don't hurt my eyes
And there are tears in my mind from all your good-byes
Like a poem from heaven, you're my life till the end
All the love in the world, to you I would send

In space there are stars, and they burn every night
But your smile just alone puts them all out of sight
If I could fall into your arms, hide from the cold
Then on that fine day my life would be sold

You're art on my mind, rhyme in my heart
But to your own love I have no map to chart
You're my spring in winter, the best I knew
I've come a great way, now it's all up to you.

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