Green/Blue

I like this guy that seems to have the sea in his eyes, it reminds me that belief I have about how I was born in the night in the dark water of the ocean. But sometimes his eyes remind me of a forest I have never been, reminds me the idea of all the things I don’t know about life and make me wonder what kind of things I don’t know about his eyes and him. I wonder what he can see in me, in those black eyes that have the pride to have been wild all their existence.  Let them tell you about all the places I didn’t know I wanted to be before meeting you and how I never got I was lost till I found myself in you.

You have brought me back to my poetry, one day maybe, I could tell the world that it becomes green and blue as your gaze in the morning.