Blue
Eyes and eyebrows
to/your soul/
Blue and a tongue and lips
i/Could almost feel/On mine
But I didn't dream about
you/Just everybody else/And moving by me/Or standing next to me you/feel the
molecules move/as they do/when there's a breeze/When I fall into/the water/deep pools/ that show/ my reflection and/I would love to/but can't/taste
something/of your skin/the salt/the wax/they way your jeans fall/around
your hips/your ankles and/the way you walk/the width across your back/and the
brown of your hair/pointing your features/pointing at me/who me?/fall on me
then breathe/naturally/with vision of the future/because my eyes/have seen
yours/before.
