The Who That You Are

When you are there
The splashes of light
Are eclipsed by the sound
Of my heart beating
Out of my chest

My mouth starts to water
At the sight of that song
You perform on the
Stage of our youth

Your deep brown eyes
Are music to my ears
I hear every time
You look at me

Time stops ticking
In the pit of my stomach
When I realize
You’re not even there

Sight turns to sound
Turns to feeling
Turns to thought

I cannot find
The right way to
Describe you
That does justice
To the who that you are

— GB

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