Your eyes betray me.
Leaving me to drown
In a sea of confusion.
Your lips, laced in euphoria,
Leave me dazed
Trapping me in your embrace

Why must the hue of your copper eyes
Complement the stares of the skies?

Why must the glimmer of the stars,
The abyss of the night,
Be the prisoners of your stare?

Why must I be trapped by your glare,
Demented by the dream of having
Your hand in mine?

like a poem
that needs no melodies
or accompanying beats
but is best,simplest

like a poem
that’s succinct, small
encompassing little,yet,
leaving thoughts,abysmal

like a poem
that lingers long
till each word of it
pours out completely

You,
like a poem.