His blue flowers

His blue flowers The blue flowers with the green speckled petals The blue flowers that enchant me The blue flowers that ignite me If I were to draw his blue flowers I'd not capture the beauty of them As his blue flowers mesmerize me The flowers blue as the sea or a freshly grown blue berry The lightness of them make them appear weightless If I could stare at his blue flowers all day I would His blue flowers grew as he did Becoming bigger and brighter I used to think blue flowers were less than interesting But once I layed eyes on his blue flowers I knew it than His eyes matched blue flowers I told him he had blue flowers for eyes As they sprouted They we're deep and warm like a rip you could get caught it Maybe drown in But I'd drown in his eyes forever as long as I got to feel the understanding of them in my bones Every blink Every breath I cherish Because his blue flowers are beautiful And so beautiful poems don't capture the beauty he has in his eyes