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.