I dream of your eyes looking into my own
communicating in a language of our own invention
seeing everything I ever wanted you to know
secrets hidden in the depths of our minds
living within the blue of your eyes.

I want to live inside those eyes
picking up flecks of copper and gold
diving into the deep black of your pupil
drowning in blue, i whisper in your ear
the things I only want you to hear.

I know you look past me, but you see me still
the cold blue freezing over, belying your intention
love hiding behind the purse of your lips
and resurfacing from below the sapphire waves
breathing, screaming that our love can be saved.