the brown eyed boy
his eyes remind me of the stars
i love to gaze at in the sky
each night
eyes overflowing with all the poetry i could paint,
forever holding him in my arms
eyes that make everything else in the world
worthless
so entrancing, i am mesmerized constellations drawn in his irises
i live my life mesmerized by him, having memorized everything about him,
so much so that i hear the whispers of
his smooth voice in the dark as i sleep
for even in my dreams i am searching for him,
hoping to wrap myself in his blanketing embrace,
his murmurs still echo in my head,
finding comfort in the way he says my name
no one has ever said it that way before
all the memories we have made outweigh
all the pain i have ever felt
for how could i possibly feel pain when i have seen
the boy with the dark chocolate eyes
and am lucky enough
to call him mine