The blue lagoon resting
Against the curved tip of your eyes
Seems very tempted to swell,
And lay upon my dimpled lips.
And as this liquid dream
Gets traced in my recall,
Like your hands' sketch on my waist,
I choose to stay closer
And remain mirrored
In your ocean eyes,
In those timid crimson tides-
I glimmer like a handsome moonlight.
Waters settling in its bend-
Too eager to fall.
Too impatient,
Too weary,
In its waiting
For my goodnight kiss.
Eric Roxas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ocean-eyes-5/
