Blue Eyes

The colors fade away to shades

of black and white and muggy grays

but through the haze, I catch your gaze

of blue eyes sparking wildfires

igniting in me, secret desires

burning away the puppet master's wires.

The sight inspires revolution

giving me my absolution

without asking me for retribution

cleansing mind and body of their pollution.

In your eyes I find new clarity

the kind that is a rarity

drawing me closer to you

like magnets placed inside my shoe.

I move across that vast oblivion

in a moment, making my decision

to jump, head first, into those pools of blue

and be set afire by the passion in you.