Anderson Dccciv Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi

Yr beauty is obsuring my consciousness
I cannot think of anything else
Others don't matter when I look
Into those eyes
For yr soul, I see is pure
And that's what I want
Every night when my eyes are closed
I can only see you with those baby blues
Covered under glass; I wish to remove it
And wipe the tears that is inside
But when my eyes aren't closed
Yr eyes have disappeared with a click
Of the light
And then, the loneliness begins