it's always been you

i had never found  
brown eyes  
to
be so much an awe-inspiring
attribute;
simply an attribute  
whose only elegance  
owes due credit
to  
any minute downpour  
from glistening pools of sunshine  
that manage such contact by
casting overhead;
brown eyes- i could never deem
particularly special,
or
inherently striking,
until  
i felt the embodied weight  
of  
my own vessel
slowly
collapsing, yet only to be
quickly paralyzed
in a climactic pleasure comprised of unfamiliar
ethereal matter;
sprinkled with a slight impartial triumph
for hard-earned wholeness;
upon my first
glimpse of
the way yours smiled at me;
your ocular motion
doused in fluidity,
more than a mere passing glance;
the blazing
steadfast gaze of your
brown eyes-
draws imagery
in close reflection
to
bourbon barrels painted by
pearly iridescence,
aging the  
finest
depiction of golden brilliance
only illuminated
by such inexplicable  
love,
a love
that i once dreamt i'd carry with me;
slung upon my shoulder with ease as to offer caution to fragility-
moving wayward  
towards to the ocean side;
a space where,
infinitely,
we can revel in candor
upon the crashing tides,
remembering that
i
am you
and  
you  
are me,
whilst dancing freely,
saturated in star-guided
synchronicity  
in the wake of this
carefully constructed and mindfully molded
sweet symphony;
embracing
the projection of rhythms, purely raw and organic,
to outline the structure of the soundtrack
we've chosen to accompany
the first rendezvous of our divine
jubilee