Chance

The strength of my patience is sitting
There on the length of her soft hair.
I am trying to hold it all in my head
But I know my eyes speak the words
When our glares connect at the same time.

I hope she can see me clearly enough
To follow me out of this place where we stand.
Fly up to the sky to sit on a couple of stars.
Watch the shaped clouds of hearts roll by,
And let the sun rays wash our love.

Right now, though, I am stuck to Earth.
Gravity is always weighting my feet down.
While my head wonders up and away.
It tears me in the middle. The only
Thing that keeps me here is chance.

Take a gamble on your beauty,
And hope I win all bets on the table.
My prize would be greater then words.
Greater then what I can dream in my bed
Because my prize would be you.