Poetry: Ocean Eyes

His ocean eyes crash upon me,

looking at me with a the solemn lovingness I haven't seen before..

Why did our ship not sail as so many others had done?

Why did it stay at port, instead of venturing into the great wide world?

*Brian Rule told me that he misses me over the weekend when I saw him. I told him that I thought I'm probably going to end up with someone like him.. if not him. He said he felt the same way.. and then he told me that "I'm determined, Laura. I'm sorry but I am." God how my heart melted. We fell asleep on the couch together.. I had my head and my hand on his chest and he had his arms around me and with each breath he took, it was like a sigh of happiness, a sigh of longing, a sigh of 'this just feels right.'

To be completely honest.. I don't know if I just wanted the attention since I haven't seen my boyfriend in two weeks. But I know I do miss Brian. I always enjoyed talking to him, listening to music with him, being around him. He's good looking, intelligent, ambitious.. (and I hope he's not gay).

There's something about our history together that's so romantic.. the fact that he came home from Iraq to my arms. I don't know, maybe I'm just wishing for something romantic.. I don't know.

But I won't forget the way he looked at me the next morning.. somewhat sad, somewhat happy, somewhat wishing that that night could have lasted longer and we could have just forgotten about everything outside of those tender moments we shared together. The way he kissed me cheek, the top of my head, the way he smiled.. and the way he looked at me with his ocean eyes.

Poetry: Newsflash (unfinished)

Don’t talk to me like you’re in love with me.

You’re just having a contest with yourself;

What’s the most romantically convincing line you can think of to say?

What phrase could make her head want to run, but her heart want to stay?

What string of words will make her swoon, make her cheeks deepen color?

What will make her judging eyes soften and sparkle as she looks at you like none other?

Newsflash for you, Romeo:

Full-bodied words don’t mean a damn thing

Unless they have the emotional backbone to make them stand strong.

Loving eyes are not to be understated,

Those blessed glances are few and far between.

And when you catch a gaze like that…

It’ll mesmerize

and captivate
then it’ll start to

Orchestrate, the room,

The tone

The mood

Altering the substances

You’ll yearn to take your chances

On some possible-throwaway romances

Just to find out if this is the person you’ll be with

until you grow old and rancid.

I can flip a coin and tell you how many times I’ve seen such eyes.

Eyes deep enough to fall into and a word to the wise,

You just might.