Blue Ocean Eyes
Will you tell me how you see me?
Blue eyes were never
my favorite
until I saw yours.
The deepest oceans could not compare
to the mystery and intrigue that comes
from looking into the skyline
of your eyes.
Lustful glances mean nothing
except after the longing and understanding
we share.
The longing I feel to see those eyes
every day of my life
grows stronger every minute.
How could I not love seeing the world
through what you see?
How can I not be engulfed by
the fantastical emotions
and universe splitting
awakening
that come from you?
I wish there was a chance
to see the world through my eyes
and to show you
how magnificent you truly are.
Why do you speak so coldly of yourself?
If I have the words for it
I would compare you to the most
beautiful garden I have seen in my life.
Do you see the same in my brown eyes?
Do you feel the same percussion
in your heart?
Tell me, please.
The unknown feasts on my heart
until it begins to bleed.
I cannot share my secrets with you,
risking the black hole of my soul
to you to ridicule.
But I will keep in my heart
knowing what I see when I look at you
the vastness of the unknown
and the vastness of
my heart.
About the Creator
Becca Mahar
Poetry is my passion. I tend to spill my heart out in my writing, so if you enjoy compelling emotional poems, my page is for you. I'm a neverending abyss of emotions.
Comments (1)
This is a deep poem! I like the contrast between the blue and the brown eyes. Read mine? It will make you think. In a good way! https://vocal.media/fiction/an-irrevocable-dream-about-a-mermaid