B is for Blue

Eyes that are impossibly blue. So blue I find myself swimming in them. Lost in their depth.

Blue as my true love. True blue.

And he's so handsome.

Not just those blue eyes, but skin as white as fresh milk. Hair as black as night and lips.

Well those lips that I long to kiss are so soft and pink.

I wonder if they are as soft as they look. Or if they taste like the berries they remind me of.

But it's his eyes that capture me.

Those blue eyes.

So blue.