Blue eyes

The softest blue eyes
 peering from behind a single ringlette
 framed by a moistened eye
 then tears to drop and run
  across the smoothest rosy cheek
  stopping, just briefly
 just near
 the pretties smile
 This racing heart
 and wanting eyes have ever seen
Because words carry more weight than actions
Because I never wanted to say the wrong things
 or the right
 too soon
Because I love you so much
 "I love you" had found it's way from that corner of
  my mind
  the corner no one knew existed
  until I to you
  words, I love you, echoed
 a very short air space
 to your ears, and
Your smile, so pretty and warming
 and eyes, those eyes
 that so easily have seen through me
  soft and blue, you, and
 Your embrace, or more;
  our embrace and
 through just as much space and air
  "I love you too"
  . . . I love you too