Walking down the road
On a warm summer's day...

Just look at the way he looks at her
You can see the love there in his eyes...

I want you to touch me
Stroke and caress me, ever so slow...

I don’t write because I want to
No thoughts of wealth or dreams of fame...

Not one to really desire life’s finer...
Don’t really have a need for diamond rings...

Identical eyes and mouth, all in order to betray...
Identical nose and lips, even the way his hips...

Tell me
Do you love me...

From the outside he looks rather ordinary
It took a while for me to truely know...

I’m flying in the wind
And I’m spinning on the sun...

Lying on a grassy hilltop, they gaze up into the...
Boy and girl, hand in hand, age sixteen...

Trying my hardest not to cry
It was exactly one year ago, today...

Beautiful to Him (Pantoum)
By: Amanda Bee...