Something about his eyes

Crinkle lines about his eyes.
I do not think of them as wrinkles.
Wrinkles are not such good things,
while these crinkles enchant my eye.

Shy smiles are his specialty.
Though he has conquered
all other traces of it

His laugh is a joy to hear
but he gifts it only rarely
and only to ones who earn it.
Patience is a virtue.

It is his eyes, however,
that does my girlish heart in,
finishes me completely

His eyes
something about his eyes

they speak
with words that whisper
of warm covers
and sweet embraces
gentle murmurs in the night
and moments
in silence
when words spark
like fire
from his eyes.

Something about his eyes

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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