home

His eyes shimmer in the last rays of the sun

Gold, like antique jewellery

Eyes like fire, both burning and melting me

Like a moth drawn to a flame, I am unable to stay away

His eyes are like honey

Gentle golden sweetness

Captivating, mesmerizing,

Chasing and frightening the bitter thoughts away.

The sun sets, but his eyes don’t.

Glinting in the dark, like that of a puma’s

Mysterious, piercing and almost alluring

I fall victim for that gaze.

The stars from the sky above

Reflects in his eyes

And like a clueless, lost ship

I follow him and he guides me

He smiles and I catch a glimpse of his soul

Breathtaking and beautiful

Basking in the warmth

I lean a little loser.

As my knees buckle

He holds out his arm, welcoming. Promising

To catch, to protect

And I let myself fall.

I’m finally home.