the bright blue of your eyes
can only compare to the ocean.
more powerful than any wave,
I find myself lost in their motion.
You can throw me a life vest,
but I won't reach my arms out.
cause I don't feel I'm in danger,
the further I sink down
down
down.
YOU ARE READING
This Book is Probably About You.
PoetryHis eyes are the perfect poem, i'll spend forever trying to write. On an endless search for adjectives, to capture them just right. I could try to write their meaning, but I think you'd fail to understand. 'Cause nothing quite that beautiful could b...
