Emerald Eyes Poem by Mark Heathcote

Your eyes are emeralds
Soaking up stars in space
Between us; taking me
Higher than the stars
Way above the clouds.

Your eyes are emeralds
Ghostwriting my smiles
In the rain, in the rain
I learn to smile again…
Joyful taping, joyful
Dancing on the tiles

Your eyes are emeralds
With a devilish wink
With something to disguise
You warm my spirit, my soul
And curl my toes

In the rain, in the rain
I learn to smile again...
Joyful taping, joyful
Dancing on the tiles

Feelings like butterflies
Flutter to the highest climes
Oh hold my hand,
And I'll hold on to your wings...
And stare hypnotized into,
Your emerald eyes.