Eyes
dark deep,
staring glazed
haunting almost
alluring yet sad.
appealing in a sense,
as they absorb me solely
on purpose, melting my resolve
of want to draw him closely embraced
and he whispers his need to be with me
Fore, I wallow in the sound of his voice;
and trembled limbs buckle in hunger,
the melt of my resolve crash;
staring into eyes, entranced
as love danced in prisms.
coloring me in
passionate eyes,
drowned within
his soul,
loved.