Emi Young obtained B.A. and M.A. in Political Science, and works at the United Nations as a project assistant. In her spare time, she likes to read and write.
Whenever I think of you
Whenever I dream of you
Whenever I miss you
The first thing I see, your blue eyes
Your blue eyes are like aquamarine
Like the waves of the ocean
Like the spirit of freshness
They took my breath away
With blue eyes, you tenderly watched me
With blue eyes, you showed me the world
More precious than gold
This was love
Now, the blue eyes are gone
You are gone
However, I can feel
Your soul belongs to me
It still lives in me
With your blue eyes
You are carefully observing me
Whether I am strong enough to stand my own.
Poetry in this post: © Emi Young
Published with the permission of Emi Young