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Brando's Eyes
I'm defenseless when you look at me,
Short of breath, shaking in my boots.
To anyone else it's plain to see
I've soaked you in down to the roots.
Your brooding vacillations bewitch
With manly charm interlaced throughout.
Just when I know you you flip a switch
And I must learn what it's all about.
It's heady and rich to bask in your spotlight,
The kind of strong, handsome healing that never dies.
Yes, you speak of yourself in terms ever slight,
But I don't. I look at you and see Brando's eyes.
Wherever you're playing, well, that's where I'll go.
It's worth the admission to bask in your glow.
