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Your Eyes Were BlueYour eyes were blue
They tasted like the wind
And gravitated towards the skies
Where the clouds in your irises
Felt right at home
Your eyes were green
Like pears and mint
Dark and beautiful
Like looking at a storm
Through the end of a bottle
Your eyes were gold
Hand hammered of the finest of brass
Strong and sturdy
And scorching hot
They always warmed my lips from beneath your eye lids
Even though your eyes were hazel
They were blue and green and gold
They were fire and lavender
And the color of heavy storm clouds
You said my eyes were green like emeralds
But they were the colors of swamps, muddy and knotty
I often imagined the tadpoles circling my iris
Among the children who wandered too far from their mothers
And were caught in the undertow
If I Were The Moon
If I could, I would live in the sky
As the moon and I would wear silver,
And red, when you were looking
And I would control the oceans
Tucking the waves over your feet
And on lonely nights I would caress your face
with pale light and you would taste the salt from my tears
If I were the moon
I would make sure you are the sun
And as we exchanged places in the sky
Doing an orbital dance,
I would sigh because you always warmed my face
During twilight I would brush against you
And you would say how good I looked
And I'd smile and the sky would be filled with the colors
Of controversial concepts and mixed emotions
The moon isn't supposed to the love the sun
But I wouldn't care
So Much MoreLife has become so much more
The colors becoming vivid
Changing with the autumnal grace
as he smiles at me
in his ever changing moods
And flurries of words pasted together haphazardly
The glue adheres me to him and I cannot escape
into his thoughts and see dirty secrets
Made just for me
To giggle at and curl my tongue around
as his swollen lips frown
In frustration so beautiful
I cannot help but kiss them
Beneath his protruding rib cage, I hear the drum
Of his biological existence, and I dance
I Dance to it because he has made life
So much more
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
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