Exquisite

Green
The kind of green
Where you feel like
You’re drowning
In the depth

Like mercury
But not silver
A mossy liquid
Spiked with gold

Imagine what eyes
Like that
Would look like
When
They’re shinning
With love

He would always
Tug his dark
Chocolately delicious
Bangs down over his
Eyes
As if he
Were embarrassed by
The pure exquisiteness

When he thought
No one was paying
Attention
He’d shake his head
To flick the hair away
Then
He’d give a small
Sheepish smile

Melted my heart