Wandering eyes and sensitive hearts,
Always collide under summer stars and blue skies,
When the world is at it’s peak,
Full of life and love and magic and those unexplainable sensations,
That make you wonder why you can’t trap them for future use.
Your wandering eyes were looking for a new adventure,
A conquest to claim as your biggest and best yet,
You could tell I needed the excitement,
Wandering eyes cling to those they can entice.
So when my wandering eyes caught your,
I felt the anticipation build,
We let is soar,
But I couldn’t see your heart at the time,
Thinking it was a runaway,
Healing from a crack in its broken foundation,
Because we all experience that part of life when we least expect it.
My sensitive heart is not weak like you first thought,
She feels greatly, and endures every trial and tribulation,
But that does not make her weak,
She struggles, yes, but she always makes it out on top,
Whether it be her own opinion or not.
So I let your eyes capture me,
Take me for an adventure I’d never forget,
But know hearts like my mine never forget a face,
And your eyes are forever engraved in this beating heart,
That’s not buried at the bottom of a starlit lake,
Under that blue sky and summer stars.
Captured in a single defining moment of weakness.