specs of hazel.

when you look at me
is it regret or longing.
the words in an ocean of brown
and specs of hazel
tellings of things your lips do not utter.
when you look at me
is it your pride that holds you back.
the same pride that brought us here.
is it regret or longing.
tell me.
for your eyes have become deceiving.
the same eyes i could read
and tell thousands of stories.
is it regret or longing
when you look at me.

gorgeous.

so gorgeous.
you make me feel gorgeous.
hazel eyes staring into mine.
you are fire.
you make me feel fire.
pulling me in close.
just because.
so gorgeous.
you make me feel life.
your lips finding their way to mine.
blurring the world around us.
you make feel so damn good.
so young.
setting ourselves free.
and you whisper into my ear.
you’re so gorgeous.