Terra plated eyes, green of intention
Your pupils like pangea, the only homage for mine
Your satellite strengthens every time I feel some sign
Humble freckles spot your soft skin, but you're not quiet, nor shy
The definition of your face dances neon in the night, as we dampen the grass beneath us with our feet
Every smooth curve that forms you is a pleasure to my sight
My somber summer softened by your heartbeat
Such a common sound to hear, but for some reason I have a feeling I'll never forget yours
The first time I knew love was real, but to say that would have left my heart sore
We made that tent our canvas as we sharpened our shadows in the middle of that night
It could have turned any feeling of remorse or regret into right
You are nameless to all but me, and you don't understand that just yet
But I hope that one day you'll wake up when you think of me as the sun sets.