I could paint the world with the colors of his eyes
Creating an everlasting hue of a soft, brown glow.
Yet I wonder, at what point will the hue be just a remnant
Of what was and not a reminder of what is?
Every lingering touch and every blushing cheek
My world seems just a little brighter.
At what point will the radiance hurt my eyes?
Or worse.
When will it hurt his?
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 1:05 PM UTC
I could paint the world with the colors of his eyes
Creating an everlasting hue of a soft, brown glow.
Yet I wonder, at what point will the hue be just a remnant
Of what was and not a reminder of what is?
Every lingering touch and every blushing cheek
My world seems just a little brighter.
At what point will the radiance hurt my eyes?
Or worse.
When will it hurt his?