Blue Eyes in my Soul

When you say that my eyes are the gateway to my soul,

Are you able to feel the vast imagination that often takes a toll?

The clear, blue eyes that look out

Don’t echo back all that I’m about.

The tease of a glimpse,

The thrill of the jump…

More than excitement resides here,

Even on mornings when I’m a grump.

Are you prepared to feel my anxiety over everyday life?

To vibrate with intensity when I encounter strife?

Do you long for days on end when words come pouring out?

For longer nights with stars above when I am racked with doubt?

If you see inside my head as you so boldly say,

Can you tell how often I make choices as I may?

That if you were to tell me I must do only what you want,

I’d wither like a flower. hanging dray and gaunt.

Within me lies a passion

To teach and tell a story.

To tell of great deeds and heroes,

Of sorrow and of glory.

With me you’ll go the distance,

From down below and high above.

There is no in-between with me,

To go where minds run free.

So, if you tell a girl with eyes

As blue as they may get,

Be prepared to hold on tightly,

To a time you won’t forget.

For if you dare to find a girl like me with blue eyes in her soul,

Without your armor shielding hers, you’ll surely be un-whole.

But, together you can breach the door,

Of loving happiness forever more.