Hazel.
Yes, that was his eye shade.
And a perfectly defined jaw-line.
Lustrous, dusky skin,
Somber smile.
Enigmatic, yet soothing.
And with a hundred poetic metaphors
I could define his beauty to me
But I fell in love
With the way his darkness
dazzled like a flame
smouldering him from within
Leaving me perplexed
every time I muse on
my reason to cringe from dark
afraid of what I couldn't see?
Or of what I just might?
Unresolved, every time
Every time, digressed
Hazel.
They spoke it all to me
Of stories written beneath the skin
Dusky, lustrous, a tinge of mystery
Somber, and enigmatic
His smile, one wonder of this universe
Hollow and dull and beautiful
Creation of the finest of poets
And I fell in love with him.