Him...
that put sorrow in his eyes
Make it sparkle a bit like glass marble
Heavy eye lids, and wet lashes
His pupils turn deep black
And I was immersed inside
I felt as if we are
At the end of rain where sun slowly
peaking over grey clouds
Those last tiny sprinkles
Refract a faint colourful arch
Our breaths are still misty
Yet we are gradually warmed