Black hair
And blue eyes
They shine like moon light
In the night sky
On a winter's night
Brighter than any star I've ever wished on
I can see his dreams
In the blue ocean of his mystery
They used to be ice cold
I wonder how often, if ever, they happen to snow
His gaze melts in to mine
It could hold me for a life time
If only I could read his mind
His eyes are good at hiding what's inside
I hear them whisper sometimes
Over the sound of his steady voice
His eyes sound frantic, they say he's in search of a way
To better himself somehow
If only he could see what I see
Hear what I hear
Love what I love
Whenever I look in to his eyes
He would know that there is no being better
He just needs to be him.