when i am around you
my senses dull and blend
life becomes an impressionistic painting
colors bleed into each other
the lights feel warm and soft
the darkness seems to fade
i can’t make out your face
but i can feel you touch me
your fingers glide against my skin
like ballerinas sweeping across a stage
everything i see is red and black and gold
but in this moment your eyes are hazel
right now, in this moment
your eyes are hazel
