To meet with sleepy eyes;
As we woke to an awaken sun rise;
With our bodies laying side-by-side;
I held your gaze as you did mine.

"It’s too early",
You grumbled through sleep;
As if the time you have is the time you keep;
Eyes of blue, of oceans deep;
Words are rich, though silence is cheap.

Light scattered along the bed;
As the sheets held hearts of rose red;
We held our thoughts in the backs of our heads;
For memory lane is where they tread.

An unsure love on twisted hope;
You held the gun and I tied the rope;
Although we tried to survive, we could barely cope;
So we fell in an endless downwards *****.

In all my words, I was more than true;
But still you seemed to leave with a clue;
And although you’re gone, I will always love you;
For my heart has never missed such eyes of blue.