Your Eyes

July 16, 2019

you asked me

what I see in your eyes.

I could’ve been cliché

and said I saw the sea,

but instead

I said,

that I see a whole world

in your eyes.

With a fading blue-orange sky

and crickets chirping

and little children playing outside.

With smiles

and frowns,

ups and downs,

roads and sidewalks,

couples kissing on the benches,

graveyards with empty trenches.

I see you and me

in a distant future,

in a small house

with little kids.

I see a whole world

in your eyes.

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