it feels like home

have you ever looked into someone's eyes, and known that is where you belong?

sun soaked whiskey on a summer day, glistening before me 

warm fudge brownies melting my spirit and weakening me 

copper pennies clattered on the floor, always heads up and making me feel lucky

warm honey drenching my heart

rich hot espresso setting me abuzz, triggering my thoughts, jolting me awake

spiced cinnamon wafters so inviting to me

rich as molasses and dripping as such, pulling me in, begging for my touch

falling deep into them, for him i fell as well

those eyes how they entranced me, had me under a spell

yearning for them every day, begging for their smile

the way they dances along the sky, more spectacular than the rising sun

a sunset all within their own, warming me with their touch, the look they gave and the heart they held

golden flecked embers, richer than the base of the earth, bringing life to me as the earth does for trees

but those eyes, oh they were torture

they were the brown frayed ropes which minded me and the dark smooth poison which sickened me

but most of all, they were that fiery desire that captured me, kept me yearning, pulled me in, and filled me

they filled me with passion and desire 

and without them I am empty

watching them blink tears, transforming into rich dark bourbon flowing 

makes me never want to drink again for fear I will see those tears before me 

looking in his eyes was comfortable like a warm embrace, holding me, keeping me safe

looking into his eyes doomed me, for none shall ever compare

deep in dreams I see them, and it is almost like he is there

and with those warm eyes before me, all I can do is stare