Sometimes I stare,
Into your eyes
But then
Like a bump to my head
I realize-
-
That on cold days
Ones just like this
I see
More than your eyes when
I look
-
On the outside they
Seem so pale blue
Inside
I can tell, that there's more
To you
-
To your blue eyes
Just some color that
My soul
Feels as so much more
Than blue
-
They feel so deep
Like the ocean blue
And you
Where are you, and your life?
In mine?
-
That I can see that
Things other than blue
Are there
Inside your eyes
Frightens me
-
And though it is there
I can not tell
Deep within
My fantasy, this ocean where is
Your hell
-
Could it be me?
Am I that unapeasing?
Myself
And I feel as though you cannot
Be appeased
-
What I want to know
Can never be told
And it
Seems so surreal, and though I am told
To wait
-
For you, for this, for us,
I know I cant and it
Feels so
Aggravating that you, this, us, can never
Be free.
-
I know this can be stopped
But do I have any
Right to
Without your consent, your love, but is it
My love
-
Though sometimes I stare,
Into your eyes, dreaming I could,
Be with
That man, in you, that I can not know
The man that that must be
You….
Behind your colorless eyes
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AN- ok weird I know, but it was for an idea I had…read all the words that are in bold….kinda dumb but still, I kinda like it.
