Me and my green eyes

(...Pause...)

Cause it seems

I stand corrected

Co-worker dissected,

Nosy prying eyes,

She tells me no lies.
.
....reset ...

.
Me and my grey eyes,

Speckled with blue hue,

We fall straight into you.

Coded and right on cue

Loaded with a slew

Of breakthrough barriers

And long sighted views.

Carrier of new old stock news.

..
Me and my chameleon eyes,

Read you to be on point true.

Machiavellian ....ingenious

...and the clouds roll in...
...
The quiet before the storm is born.

Short lived, the thunder booms.

Impending doom looms.

Ah, the comfort of chaos-

This path we've walked is well worn.

....
Circlin forwards to get nowhere...

A whisper of faith leaps in my heart-

Jolt of lightning gives me jump start

Kicked onto a path I've not yet ventured.

......
I sent you a thought,
caught by cloud....

And the wind sails on,
Past and through,

It howls loud.
I throw in the towel.

......
Me and my green eyes

Crawl into the storm...

Of which we were born.

The calm of the chaos

Found not lost.
.

....

’cept, she's back in me ear....

.
Slingin silly weather fears

And singin a rhythm i can't match

Or quite catch...BOOOM!

Over head light gets lost,

And the sky flickers,

Siblings bicker... rivalry roars

And

Survival is for the fittest.

BOOOOOOM!

......

Ok, back to where we almost were...

.....

Me and my emerald eyes,

Clouded stormy gray

Are Thinking you caught
That thought,

fate written-
love smitten

Time will tell.

....
Bell rings...

Coworker sings

Lightning strikes

...
Me and my blue eyes

Quiet observe

The eye of the storm

From which we were born.

Cut of the same clothe,

Tattered but not torn.



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*(Stormy at work write up...I publish, with no proofread)...


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