Midnight Poetry

Every night I see you standing outside my bedroom window,
Hoping I don`t hear you recite your beautiful poetry,
I`m showing more than a million tears,
When I hear your sweet words.

You don`t think I can hear you,
I do and it makes me think,
You`re always saving your words till this time of night,
Why aren`t you like this when I see you.

It makes me wonder what it would be like to be together,
I love waiting up for you to show every night,
It brings a smile to my face,
I think I`m falling for you.

You don`t think I can hear you,
I do and it makes me think,
You`re always saving your words till this time of night,
Why aren`t you like this when I see you.

© Becky Baillargeon 2009