I love how I can see things in your eyes
There's the obvious blues
The silvers
All churned together like ethereal ice cream
So heart wrenchingly bright
Vacuums of cool space that **** the air from my lungs
Shimmering like the Pacific
But there's other things too
When we stand underneath the tree outside my window
Strung with golden Christmas lights
Drops of buttery sunlight on this cold, white marble
They pool in your eyes
Gold and silver coins at the bottom of a fountain
Not a ***** tile fixture in the mall food court
But the geometric bursting pools of the Louvre in Paris
Blue and slick and fresh
I can see feelings
When I stroke your face with my fingertips
I see smiles in your eyes
They match the pink smile of your lips
But I like all three best together
The TriForce of cuteness
I can see love in your eyes
They don't need to be open
I kiss your forehead and feel the furrows of your shutting lids meet my lips
I pull away and whisper I love yous until
You're squinting so hard I worry
But I run my thumb along your wrinkles
And you soften like clay
And your eyes open up
And they **** the air from my lungs
And you kiss it back into me