Those kind eyes are warmer than the light through the trees; they know me, they melt me, they see.
You kiss my hair, intertwine our hands, tell the truth and we talk all night. I don’t need a crowbar to get into your head. You lay it on the table and show me the cards instead.
You fit so perfectly into my puzzle piece, I missed you, and you’ve missed me. You’ve changed and are proving it to me.
You are cool waters that cool my soul. I fall into you to quell my embers and coal.
Your brown eyes melt into mine and things seem different this time.