Her eyes are the abyss I get lost in.
As I fall,
I search around me and
take in all the wonder.
Where am I?
What is this place?
I see something in the distance.
I start soaring towards it and
realized yet another wonder:
A bright green something was
flooding into this wondrous abyss
from an oddly shaped crack.
A winged-heart engulfed in green
throwing out sparks of white light
which I came to realize were memories.
The random reeled memories of one in love.
I glided forward,
against the strong current of energy.
I reached out and
laid my hand upon the crack.
Suddenly,
I was forced away as the light stopped
and the crack in the abyss disappeared.
I was thrown upward and
out of that mysterious abyss.
Her eyes are the abyss I was lost in.
Written by: Andrew D. Robertson