His Eyes

The cotton sheets that
Touch your skin as you wake up
The leaves on the trees
As the seasons change
The warm fire
As you cuddle close
The grass in the fall as
You walk through the park
Inviting and seasonal
Changing slowly
Powerful, curious, and welcoming
It's home
The eyes of your lover
The beautiful peacock,
Breathtaking
The moonlight on the warm rug
That clashes with the fire's light
The heat of the hug as
You hold each other tight
It's never goodbye
But always hello
It's the sunrise and late nights
It is ever so mysterious in the way
It changes
Like the grass of summer
To the leaves of fall
The touch of warm,
And the chill of cold
Always surrounding you
Always knowing
Breathtaking