Poetry By Porcelain Prince

Eyes of the Sea

For her eyes could tame the seas.
Her hair blew in the wind wild and free.
If looks could kill you would be dead.
But me?
For whatever reason her gaze was soft calm, as she stared into my eyes.
I know not how you fell for me.
But you did.
Our hearts collided in a fiery explosion.
When I saw her I knew I was a goner.
She looked at me like I was a painting.
Like I was art.
Her art.
Her eyes could calm the rage that swelled inside me.
Her smile could bring me to my very knees.
Her laugh could could cure me of my pain.
For reasons unknown she was mine.
And I an entirely and utterly content in that fact.