The blue of his eyes is Mesmerizing enough to keep me captivated But kind enough to let me float And not drown He is infinitely dreamy And he is infinitely Mine
I am found Behind the cavity of his eyes Between the beats of his heart The deviousness lurking Around the corner of his lips He is infinitely fine And he is infinitely Mine
The touch of his Is velvety enough To soothe the chasms after a long day But wild enough to awake The wolf in me On a new moon night He is infinitely wild He is infinitely Mine
I am found On the tip of his tongue In between the words, And in his eloquence He is infinitely artistic He is infinitely Mine
The voice of his Magical enough to put my restlessness Into ease But playful enough to make my Heartbeats Flutter Whenever and however he wishes He is infinitely magical He is infinitely Mine
I'm found In his memories and dreams In his longings and reality I'm the music he breathes With his missing heartbeats He is infinitely passionate He is **infinitely Mine
Derek, it is for you.
A poem here on hello poetry inspired this. I don't remember the account..so if you see this, message me, I'll give you credit for that "infinitely mine" words