Elena’s Eyes
Elena’s eyes embrace
As if I just returned from war
Such comfort in her space
And treasures to explore
Home at last, but not without scars
Elena’s eyes heal my heart
Raw humans, not social avatars
Breating in concert like Mozart
My muse amazes, makes me whole
In angelic harmony with creation
Elena’s eyes sing to my soul
Naked and natural intoxication
Flirtatious giggling glances
Perfect tinder for our special spark
Full on Fred and Ginger dances
Elena’s eyes light my way in the dark
Truth drips wet wax below the flame
In Elena’s eyes I know her true name