Ava's Eyes

Those magical nights with Ava’s eyesShe, for one, never decidesTo ground her feet, as she longs to soarAway from here, with Love in her core

She talks of the days yet to be bornHer eyes can see calm waters weathering the stormShe tells me stories of people we’ve beenIn places and times never been seen

Ava’s eyes are on my lipsHer hair smells like our days of the shipsA faint memory of all that we’ve doneMeeting again in disparate forms

Her eyes open after my kissI tell her how easily I could’ve missedAva’s eyes is what I had longed forIn many lives yet to be shown

She draws lines on the palm of my handsShe whispers as she colors those strandsWith a cryptic smile she kisses my earsShe knows there is nothing to fear

Countless have come as Ava and meStories unknown for many to seeHer nearness unlocks many mysteriesAncient tales hidden in the breeze

We hold each other through the nightWe know soon it will be lightWhen we will go to different skiesThen I will again long for Ava’s eyes