Emerald Gaze

Emerald Gaze
In the quiet of twilight, where memories bloom, I miss the way your eyes held the universe’s loom. Emerald green, like ancient forests kissed by dew, They gazed into my soul, revealing secrets true.
Each glance was a sonnet, a whispered refrain, A symphony of longing, a dance in the rain. Your eyes, like verdant pools, reflected my skies, And I drowned willingly, lost in their emerald ties.
I miss the way you looked at me, as if unraveling fate, Tracing constellations on my skin, star-crossed and great. Your gaze, a compass, led me to uncharted lands, Where passion bloomed like wildflowers in desert sands.
And oh, your laughter! It echoed through our days, A melody of joy, chasing shadows away. It danced like sunlight on leaves, playful and free, A symphony of mirth, harmonizing with the sea.
Your smile, a crescent moon, curved just right, Illuminating my world, banishing the night. In its warmth, I found solace—a haven of grace, Where love blossomed, etching eternity’s embrace.
So I’ll close my eyes and conjure your gaze anew, Let it linger on my skin, like morning’s first dew. For in those emerald depths, eternity resides, And love endures, even when the stars collide.