EYES AS BLUE AS CHINA

EYES AS BLUE AS CHINA

My love has eyes as blue as china,
No one on this earth is finer.
His steps are brave and do not falter,
And in my eyes he walks on water.

He is the stuff of which legends are made,
Though the storms of life gather and leave me afraid.
He’s the shoulder I lean on, my staff and my prayer,
His gaze escapes nothing, I know that he cares.

If the carpet is stained, he is there to remove it.
He’s a friend of Woolite, owns stock in Renuzit.
He’s a whiz with a vacuum, cleans house like a wizard,
A flurry of action that mimics a blizzard.

My love has lips that rival his eyes,
Supreme in their softness, they tease and tantalize.
Over the moon I blindly go.
Following his light and shadow.

My love has curves ripe to explore,
They tease and leave me wanting more.
His touch my private gold mine,
His fingers are a stitch in time.
The fount from whom my blessings flow,
He is my world and all I know.

My love has eyes as blue as china,
Deep as the deepest ocean.
Eyes that recklessly I dive into,
Drowning in a sweet, slow motion.

My love has eyes like the deep blue sea,
In a rush of passion they cover me.
Like a blanket of stars on a cold winter’s night,
They leave me blinded by their light.

My lover’s eyes are blue as china,
No one on this earth is finer,
And I’d follow him like a lamb to slaughter,
For in my eyes he walks on water.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2010
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