In Your Eyes
Disclaimer: I own only the verses and ideas of the poem, which were in themselves inspired by the Harry Potter books by Ms. Rowling. Everything else I have borrowed from her, which I can only hope she will forgive.
I stare into your eyes,
Your beautiful emerald eyes
And I fall.
Fall and fall,
Faster and Faster,
Farther and Farther,
Until I feel I could touch your soul.
Swiftly I withdraw, heart racing, color rising,
Hoping you didn't notice
My moment of bliss.
Standing so close to you
And yet so far away
I think,
Why is it you can fall into love,
But not out of it
When unreturned love
Is the worst torture in the world?
Why won't Eros release me
From my misery?
So frustrating is the long wait,
The arduous hunt,
For some stir of real love, true love, behind your actions,
Your words.
I have loved you so long, my secret kept tucked inside me,
That loving you has become
An agony.
Watching you love her and then someone else
As I love you,
Emotions lacking
In your eyes,
Staring back at me,
Forever.
But then, what would you want with me?
Brown-eyed, bushy-haired. Nothing spectacular. Nothing to meet your perfection.
Not what you deserve, I tell myself,
But at your every glance
I melt.
Every time you touch me
My heart and mind scream in joyous chorus.
I deceive myself often,
Tell myself that there was more
Than companionship in your intentions,
But when I open my eyes to what is undeniably real
Only amity lingers in your eyes.
The eyes of my love.
But as I stay here,
So close to you that I feel your warmth,
In doubt
You speak to me,
Uncertainty tainting your gentle voice.
You call my name and I look up,
Concerned as you rub your temples in frustration,
Bracing yourself for some unknown trial.
I know this feeling,
But could it really be
That you are trying to find the words that don't want to come out?
The words you fear so much
And hate to love?
The words you battle with in your mind?
My heart speeds up.
I can't help it.
I look into your eyes,
Willing you to speak.
I will lift your burden, take your troubles
If only I knew what was wrong.
Daringly, I reach up,
Cradle your forehead,
Force your eyes, fixed on some distant object,
To meet mine.
And in your eyes,
Those glistening orbs of brilliant green,
I see something I never saw before.
You smile as I blink, bemused.
Could it be truth or do I dwell in fantasy?
Frowning at my confusion, you bend down.
Your lips brush mine, tentative and shy,
And you back away, apologize.
Grinning, I run to you,
Yelling, "You silly fool!"
But then I'm in your arms and can think of nothing else
Except that this is where I want to be
Forever.
AN: What did you think? Review review review. Please be nice. This is the first time I've tried my hand at poetry and it's probably not the best poem you ever saw. Should I continue it? Please not that if I do continue it will be in story format. Just make me a happy gal and review! Please!