I woke up and saw your eyes, so stunning
The raging ocean upon your iris,
lined by beams of speckled light violent,
maybe deep inside your love was lurking.
Their blueish tint and your long blonde lashes,
the way they smiled at me as I kissed you,
as I traced my hands around your purlieu,
made me burn within 'till I turned to ashes.
I fell so in love when I first saw them,
your soft, pretty lips but a small pallet:
a mere facet to the deep blue droplets,
which to see close I so deeply wanted.
Your dear eyes are the ones I miss the most,
and the way they shined as I held you close.