Him...
the one thing in this world
that makes me cry.
tears that pout from my
eyes day after day when
I think about,
"him".deep, dark brown eyes that swallow you
in its gaze. making you fall deep into 'em; letting 'em fall deep into you. they
feel like a dream -- a dream,
so real it grabs you and pulls
you closer. when they release
you; your skin crawls as
your hazed, hazel eyes
slither and analyze,
"him".Passing a nose, so beautiful it's
unreal -- you reach the lips.
Curved to perfection, they poke
out his face like a hill into the most
precious of vallies.You listen -- you listen to him
talk as his baritone voice touches
your ears. You shiver. Tingling from
head to toe, because he's talking
to -- you.