There are polar lights dancing from His head to His fingertips
I never thought I would look at someone like this
Light crackles from His hair to His smile
His irides are stars, His gaze a gale
Before, I’d never wanted to trade places with stars
To rest on His face as if I compliment His features
If I love hard enough maybe it will reach Him
His heart is the hardest to reach for. The colour
of His eyes could embarrass the sky
but He’ll never reach for me.
I never thought I would look at someone like this
Light crackles from His hair to His smile
His irides are stars, His gaze a gale
Before, I’d never wanted to trade places with stars
To rest on His face as if I compliment His features
If I love hard enough maybe it will reach Him
His heart is the hardest to reach for. The colour
of His eyes could embarrass the sky
but He’ll never reach for me.