His face, the sun.
Never get too close or
you could burn to ashes.
His smile, the moon.
You could lose yourself
in its charm forever.
His eyes, twinkling stars.
You could stare at them for long and
never lose hope.
His kiss, thousand galaxies.
Makes you wonder and
never wander back.

I stare, not able to look away,
Glued to the small circle.
"What?" he asks,
"Nothing" I reply., "Your eyes are just beautiful."
Now there is much more I can say,
How my whole life I have been waiting for those eyes,
How nothing but your soul makes me happier than they do.
Or how all eyes now seem dull and lifeless, except yours.
They're mot blue or colour but an emotion of love and sadness.
"Your eyes are blue" I whisper.

the feeling of
l o v e
spreading like a
venom through my veins
my hands are trembling
my body shaking
my head is dizzy

and in the end of the day
I only can think of
                                       you
you      
                    you
                                        ­           you
you
                                 you
        you
                                           you.