Her eyes
Have the simple beauty
Of a blue mountain flower
Yet they ensnare me
Like the azure sky
Always beaming
Radiating her joy
Shimmering as the blue Pacific
Complimenting her already flawless features
I could gaze at these all day
And ponder about the person behind them
But I am not afforded that luxury
I must glance from afar
Hoping that one day
They may look at me
As I do at them