Her eyes .
In deep exhaustion they called to me.
A longing. Words without using her voice.
Secret whispers of I care for you deeply.
Her eyes.
They make me lose track of time.
They draw me into her and her into me.
Her eyes, blues, my weakness and my strength.
Ever piercing deep within my soul.
Her eyes.
They seem to watch my every movement,
and give me confidence to soar with the eagles.
Her eyes.
They welcome me home,
and beckon me to stay awhile.
Her eyes.
I gave myself over to her completely the moment I
knew trust in her eyes.