Beauty marks across an ocean of skin.
Hence a time, I adored to drown in.
For once, I would love to be lost,
and always; forgotten within you.

Those eyes constantly blooming,
always consuming.

The things I would do,
the words I would say,
just to hold you another day.

The Sun arise, our time calls.
I want to be a fixture in your eyes,
a breath, even a heartfelt pause.

Always dear,
and yet mindfully clear;
I will always be, such a delicate friend.
So lucky, yet special.
I will always forgive,
and yet profess, you within me.

Our path, long.
Your mind stays.
Our hearts, they convey,
just to hold you another day.

Before you, I always knew;
those eyes, confined a warm place.
Like a time lost, across the ocean of skin.
Where our beauty marks are sprawled within.