Under the faint blue light your features contrast sharply against the darkness
Your every feature blooms and your eyes reflect a cerulean gaze so penetrating
I find it hard to leave this plane of thought, this train about to derail
Why would I want this to end?
The harsh reality is that your beauty will always haunt me
and a piece of me will forever live in this moment, staring into your depthless eyes
longing for a kiss that never comes but will always remain so closely
I can still taste you.