Hell in My Head

The pools of green that are his eyes, are something I would gladly drown in.
The singing angel's voice that is his, melts me in a heartbeat.
The smile that sinks ships belongs to HIM, and it just sunk me in an instant.
The beautifully tangled mop that is his hair, makes me want to run my fingers through it.
This Fantasy in my head of which he is a part of, will haunt me til i get bored.
Then he will disappear...