Let me meet you in a place so low yet high
So low because now I feel that I could die
So high because every time I see your bright blue eyes I have to fight not to cry
Due to the swinging beautiful wings

Of night’s darkness which your soul
Has come to pull me through
Through that charming black window
Circled by the sea of grey and blue

To love and never stop is a fate
That I want to find somewhere
In the forgotten frozen time of your dark circles
Found in those centers of these beautiful eyes

This poem was written/submitted by C.M. Shores.