Tomorrow, Yesterday, The Day Before, The Days Before That...
I thought of you,
Your cheeky grin, the way your eyes switch blue then green.
The way your freckles turn light tan, your bleach blond hair, us lieing in the sand.
Our hikes into the woodlands deep, when you kissed my lips I woke from a sleep.
Your big strong fingers wrapped round my hand, I like how you help me understand.
Its like your tattooed in my brain, I just cant stop thinking of you again.
A small sweet poem, Is all I can find, to speak the words left in my mind.
Theres nothing else I'd rather do, than think a thought, a thought of you.