the blue of his eyes remind me of a time when i was a little girl.
that trip to the beach when the atlantic pulled me in
(i couldn't swim)
the way the waves pulled me into the vastness of the ocean,
so similar to the way that i fell for him in one swift motion;
a kiss and i was his
(in his eyes, i am learning to swim)
the lack of breath and anxiety,
until the idea of drowning doesn't seem so scary anymore.
a calmness washes over your being when you become afraid.
(your blue eyes are like a tidal wave.)
and i am yours, forever to claim.