You

Your eyes are as blue as the deepest sea
As bright as sun rays ever could be
When tears run from those beautiful eyes
My heart stops and a part of me dies
Your fine chestnut hair sits casually across your face
As my fingertips touch it my breathing quickens in pace
Your hair could never be naughty
The pale shirt you wear clings to your hard body
You carry me across the sharp rocks without any shoes
Though I say you will get more than a nasty bruise
Your soothing voice comforts me
As you sing a sweet, love melody
The height you stand I pay no attention to
For your character's stature is much taller than you
This poem I give to you pays you no justice
But it was from my heart in a moment of bliss