As if looking up at the night sky when lying backs on grass
together, was how I felt looking in his eyes.
The twinkle within them seemed to escape and it would be
captured in a “picture perfect” moment.
To gaze at, hold, and adore for the period of time the same
feeling engulfs my body wishing to be elongated always but,
denied always.
A dream in my mind in which it has happened but, I have only
seen this wonderous metophore in his eyes and tried to keep it.
Never truly enacting it!