words unsaid

42//he is.

he has dark hair
and light eyes
and a smile that makes you
wonder what he's thinking.

he has pretty lips
and jumbled words
and thoughts deeper
than any sea.

he is the darkest night
and the brightest morning
and every sunrise in between.

and he is mine
and i am his
and im scared i will float away
in his ocean gaze,
but its a risk im willing to take
to feel the fire he lights in me.