You call my name.
I stop and turn,
Meet your gaze.
I'm lost.
Lost in the depths
Of your topaz eyes -
Butterscotch in colour,
Alluring, tempting me
Nearer, nearer.
So scorching,
Your eyes burn into me
As my heart stutters and stops.
My train of thought lost forever
As I stare into those golden depths.
Drowning, drowning
Within your gaze -
Impossible to pull away,
To break free from your stare.
Release from this prison
Is the farthest thought from my mind,
As wonderingly I return your gaze
And let my soul be lost
For good.
