Bright and dancing with ambitions
They hold the story of a hound man with an old soul
Dreaming of love and passion
Yet hidden behind a mossy extremist
They won him a second date with the girl.
Weeks shifts to months
Time reveals an honest reality
No longer concealed behind the mossy front
A flickering flame begins to build
As the girl decides to discover what else has yet to be seen.
Months transforms to years
Now beaming with adventures and truth
They sparkle with the desire to move mountains
To tame oceans
They refuse to either with sorrows and fears.
The brightest beacons in her life
The girl continues to be dazzled
By the man with the emerald eyes.