keen eyes penetrate you
silver tongues in your sky
you’re the illusion that raised me
that laugh cannot lie
count your life in your giggles
I’ll measure the millions of sunsets
hunting hazel for miles
the horizon empty of our regrets
I become your blankets and sheets
you enter me through my skin
the longest wave right in front of me
my lips stuck to your chin
carnelian dreams ensue in orange
obsidian hopes flourish in black
I look through the jasper to your soul
please never turn back
It might not be love
I might be wrong for you
but you’re not just another passing miracle
and I will never let you fall through