Blue Eyes
Blue eyes,
oh so sweet.
They look of ice,
but burn with fire.
Hypnotizing,
and mysterious.
Blue eyes,
the eyes I fell for.
They caught me
when I first met you.
They've haunted my dreams,
causing peaceful slumber.
Oh how I can't wait
to gaze into those eyes.
Blue eyes,
oh so beautiful.
They speak the words
your silent lips do not.
Stay forever,
my sweet blue eyes.
Copyright © Cheyenne Ruble | Year Posted 2011
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