the beauty my eyes behold

the beauty my eyes behold

Until my lungs cease to draw breath,
Until my heart counts its last, receding beat,
Until this body fights for life no longer,
May you remain the beauty my eyes behold.

A moment reciprocated

A collected moment
resurfaces.

Starlit night,
clear skies,
streetlights
illuminating the way.

Two beings
walking.

Awkward silence
became a third wheel,
fed by racing thoughts.

Boy liked girl,
but never knew
whether those feelings
ran in two directions.

Until a kiss
became reciprocal
At a street corner,
before both walked
in separate directions.