Blue Eyes Poem by Evan Skora

Blue eyes are calling me
Icy chills up my spine,
Love is the passion
You are the crimson rose.

Don't turn away from me,
Just look into my eyes,
Tell me that you love me,
Tell me, you won't leave again.

I sit and stare at you,
You glance back thoughtfully,
I try to talk to you,
You step farther away.

Stare past the mirror
Shatter the glass,
Open the doors
And run into my arms.

Don't be afraid,
I will be with you through it all,
Whenever you need me,
Just give me a call.

I will be your crutch,
The shoulder to cry on,
Come find comfort in me,
And relieze we are love.