Baby blue eyes
I was scared.
From the moment
your baby blue eyes
looked into mine.
For the first time.
I felt safe,
even though;
baby blue oceans
can go rough too.
Where will those waves lead me to?
I want to be agrounded.
Under clear skies,
like your baby blue eyes.
I am scared.
That the wind will carry me to places,
where I'll get completely lost.
I don't want to loose myself any more.
So;
lead me,
guide me trough landscapes
that I've never seen before.
Show me your world,
every detail.
Behind your baby blue eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Wondering
PuisiThis may be burning, crashing or hurting. But these are my words. This is me.
