#hiseyes
The stars in his eyes
The colors that shine and fade
How they sparkle when he smiles
How his face shines when he's happy
His smile is soft but genuine
He makes the sunset not match what he has in his eyes
He makes me lost in them
I don't ever want to leave
Staring into them makes me feel like I'm floating
Jan 16
Jan 16, 2026 at 9:37 AM UTC
Your eyes
Those soft blue **** heart melting
take my breath away blues
You just look at me
Im under your spell
They are so delicious
They tantalize oh yes
So pleasing so daring
Your **** soft blues
With a just a look
they cause a reaction
My temperature rises
You have me at your will
Your eyes
the fantasy , I long to read
Take my breath away blues
Look at me baby
Please keep staring
I quite enjoy
Seeing those soft blue
**** heart melting
deeply satisfying blues
© Jennifer L DeLong 2/19/20
Mar 31, 2021
Mar 31, 2021 at 12:38 AM UTC
When I look in the mirror it goes far
Like how my hair isn’t long enough
My face is broken out
The bags under my eyes
I’m not the right height
Looking hard at the reflection thinking
Why does this boy find me attractive
He sees my blonde hair
And my wide grin that never falters
At least around him it doesn’t
He stares at me regardless
Whether in a dress or onesie
Ever so his eyes stay captive
His eyes on me as his lips brush my ear
“You look amazing Princess”
His voice send goosebumps
But yet that mirror haunts me
Why does he look?
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 8:53 PM UTC
If you asked me the one thing I couldn't live without
I wouldn't be able to answer immediately because I'd be too wrapped up
in the images my mind conjures.
The song that would play through my mind would shut my eyes
Because it brings back the memories of when I asked him to be mine..
even though it could be his demise.
I would be able to see vividly that smile that is contagious even when I've
been crying.
I would be able to hear that sound of rolling thunder in his laugh..
I would be able to feel his body against mine as well laid in the summer
night beneath the stars,
And I might just begin to cry as I remember him kissing each of my scars.
That safe feeling he brings to me is addicting
In this world where I've learned that almost no one can be trusted,
And I find that I just want to lose myself in those stormy eyes
The eyes which show all his pain and his love and make it impossible for
him to lie.
But if you ask me again about the one thing I couldn't live without I
would smile,
And I would not say his name.
Instead I would say "My journal" still smiling all the while
Because it is the one thing that can not abandon me
And the one thing that can't give me away to you or let you see.
So please.. Don't ask me what I can't live without because I can not choose
Between the sacred truth and the safety of lies
Because I fear losing trust
But I've also been taught that that hiding the dangerous truth is a must.
So I will lie through my teeth
Saying that love can't touch me and there's no one that can make me
smile.
I will say that the thing I trust and could ever want is the pages of a
journal,
And I will turn away to make sure you can't see the struggle internal.
So when I am exiled to solitude it will not be him they let me take with
me,
Because I can't bring myself to separate him from those he loves and those
who need him
And even more so because for the longest time the lines pages of a book
were my perfect escape
From the world made my heart in need of binding tape,
And when it is between his life and mine I will gladly run back to my
old and only escape.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 7:48 PM UTC
So many thoughts to write,
without the voice to place.
So many thoughts with which are left unspoken,
cloud the heart left incased.
Perhaps these shackled thoughts
interlaced themselves around the tongue,
for no words can be spoken.
With the look from his eyes,
all the words border the bridge of her lips,
held shut so tightly,
and silence becomes once more.
To fathom the power of thoughts,
can be tested with the reign of time
raging behind them.
How long has it been?
The days escape she who is held
within the grasp of his eyes,
and to what is this compared?
A lock without a key, maybe...?
At one time,
it was time to run.
However, now,
with arms open in welcome,
the thoughts are here to stay.
For when his eyes look through once more,
the words,
"I love you"
will spill from her lips,
once too afraid to speak.
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
It drives me ******* crazy
When I don't know what to say
More so even
When you look at me that way
How my mind aches
When I don't know what you're thinking
All I ask for is a word of release
To keep me from all this sinking
Black hole, quicksand, however you put it
There's no limit to the tracks that my mind can run
Every second of every minute
Say something! Do something!
I'm just idly standing
Then there it is again, that look
And I'm not reprimanding
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 2:32 PM UTC