Flush cheeks
And tongue tied
When I see you

Eyes on ground
Nervous beating heart
When it comes to you

Do the same happen
to you?

It is the eyes

It
        Is
The
       Eyes
That
     Travels
Into
       Seas
Of
          Endlessness
Into
       Waves
Of
            Consciousness
It
        Is
                ­           The
                                 Eyes
It
        Is
The
           Eyes
That
                    Sparks
              On
           ­         Midnight's
Blur
      That
          Calls
Forth
             Light
                    Into

________   *the­
              DARK

It
        Is
                  The
                             Eyes
                           It
                       Is
                  The
               Eyes
            That
         Reaches
       For
     Tomorrow's
Dreams
     That
          Searches
              Through
                   Depths
                       Of
                          Souls
                              ­ That
                                   Pierces
                                      The
               ­                            Dustiest
                                                Parches
        ­  Of
     Hearts
                   It is the eyes
                         That
                     Quenches
                 The
               Yearning
          Of
       The
     Minds
It
        Is
     The
         Eyes

It
         Is
      The
            Eyes

Evna-Luna©©©©©©©©©©

*IT IS THE EYES

day one: you asked me if i was okay as i tried to hide the tears that were spilling down my face. i looked at you and my heart stopped right there and whispered, "hello old friend, I've been waiting for you"

day two: i woke up to a good morning text. i knew this was the beginning.

day three: we threw rocks in the river and you laughed as i slipped off my shoes in the dark and waded into the ice cold water. i told you how it made me feel alive to have it biting at my skin

day four: you told me it was a bad idea, that we weren't allowed to do this as your kisses led there way from the nape of my neck to the horizon of my lips

day five: i realized how beautiful you were when you spoke about the things you loved, how your smile threatened to consume your whole face.  but i also realized how beautiful you looked when you talked about the things that hurt, the things that you would never forget no matter how hard you tried

day six: i thought i would know you forever, in whatever sense that meant, i thought you would stick around. i realized how delusional this sounded after six days of knowing you. but you said you would stay.

day seven: the urge took over and i gave it all to you. every secret my body held, the words spilling off my tongue and into the space between us like a waterfall. like i said the urge took over and i gave it all to you.

day eight: you didn't value me enough to even whisper an explanation.

day nine: we were a story cut off mid sentence. with no happily ever af....

She thinks he hung the moon.
A princess with her shining knight
In love, she fell, with him so soon.

As he proclaimed her beautiful, she swoons.
He stands in black; she walks in white
She thinks he hung the moon.

Pinot grigio in crystal poured by noon;
He reads to her in the yellow sunlight -
In love, she fell, with him so soon.

By night, he has her wrapped in a cocoon
Fire ablaze, she clenches his arms so tight
She thinks he hung the moon.

By morning, it’s their honeymoon
He kisses her hard with all his might
In love, she fell, with him so soon.

And then, by the end of June,
Inside her something stirs, a delight
She knows he hung the moon,
In love, she fell, strongly with him so soon.