Blue is the color of his eyes

So crystal and clear

They can glow when he’s happy

And darken with fear.

 

It’s as if when he looks at you

They read the fine print

He can see through your eyes

Green and transparent.

 

He knows when you’re lying

He knows when you’re hurt

There’s just no denying

Those eyes what they’re worth.

 

He can pull out the truth

And twist it to what it should

He can roll you in his hands

And mold you to good.

 

When you leave his side

To say goodbye

His eyes will shine

And remain in mind.

 

So when I lie in bed

And cant rest my head

When I am lost and dismembered

Blue is the color I will remember.