Love Poem #1

There is something about eyes

All of them.

They’re different 

colours, shades and shapes.

And each pair hides something different

beneath.

Some rage - something akin to a fierce flame

capable of turning an entire city to ashes.

While others are ice cold, keeping at bay

any intruders that are trying

to get in their life.

But yours feel like

as if they hold no malice

nor any walls up.

Almost as if I’m blessed enough

to really see you 

lovely, and beautiful you.

To see what you are really thinking

and feeling

all while being fortunate enough

to feel the warmth myself.

The one they radiate

that gives the positively odd

cozy feeling of being under blankets

on a snowy night.

of being in a gathering 

full of friends and loved ones

laughing and having fun

without a care in the world.

And yet…

It still feels like there’s so much

to find and figure out about you.

You still manage to be as intriguing

as ever.

A treasure in a chest, you are

and I’d be one lucky person

to ever have the key.