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

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