Colors

I'll call you sweetpea.
I'll call you lover.
You caress my hand.
Say you can feel my pulse.
Flowing steady, yet fast.
I tell you "your eyes look lovely today."
You say you can see the truth behind mine.
Inside this little shell, which i call my eye you see-
Snakes, aches, blades, and glass.
You make a promise to restore me.
Make me new.
Mend my internal bruises.
You're like a peacock.
Your colors brighter than the neon lights of Vegas.
I can't avoid, i cant resist.
Im instantly drawn to you.
Our heartbeats pound together.
Swirling in sync like the lyrics to our favorite songs.
To be near you would be rad, gnarly.
Oh, but to love you would be just peachy