Behind my eyes

I've always been to shy to post my poetry, so here's one.

It’s funny when he asks me what that look was,

And wonders what goes through my mind as I smirk at him.

Oh and darling, if any words could explain

You better know I would tell you in a whim.

If I could tell you that just your smile

Is way more than my heart can handle.

If I could tell you your eyes tell

The sweetest and darkest tale.

If I could tell you that your laugh

Is better than any song I could sing…

And your words are such a mystery to me.

So what am I thinking?

Darling, I’m thinking of all things

And every mystery this eternally small

Universe holds.

That’s what I’m thinking.

Reviews

[penguin]

firstly, i admire your directness. we all have something to say, everything we do means something. great read.