for, my heart

blue are the eyes of the tall, quiet man, 
whose thoughts he writes in the early A.M,
tinged with green in the warm rays of sun,
grey like the ocean when coldness comes.
unto the bright eyes of his girl they linger,
caught in the forever blue, he can't resist her,
she, in turn, is captivated by his charms,
happiest when she is held in his arms.
together they form an incomparable pair,
writer's minds, piercing eyes and...flawless hair ;)
over seas as pirates and adventurers they'll go,
and live by day as wizards in a castle built of snow.