Sapphire blue, your eyes, gazing into mine
In a crowded high school hallway.
I thought I could swim in them,
Feared I could drown in them.
They held me there, in their depths,
In the moment, solid yet buoyant;
Every day, in every way,
They told me all I needed to know.
When no words were ever enough,
There were those eyes – just a look,
A silent stare and, once, a shy smile
That I can still see.
Riding your bike down Macy Street,
You didn’t see me sitting on the lawn,
Watching…waiting… anticipating
Seconds later the moment was gone.
We never had our time, you and I,
Just long, lingering looks that were enough
To make you memorable.
All these years later, I still see you in your faded blue jeans.
You wore a knit cap and flannel in the winter.
A rosy tint touched your cheeks.
Days passed and became weeks, months,
And then you were gone.
I remember a September morning
In a crowded high school hallway
And the very first time I looked
I to those sapphire eyes.
Kimberly Westrope, Author 