WP: Every Side Of You

 Writing Prompt:  Describe the iris of a loved one when sunlight hits it.

Written from the POV of Madi from my work in progress: Looks Like Us.

 Song: Every Side Of You- Vance Joy

I see it.

 It’s as if every bit of that look is amplified threefold inside my body, like a zing flowing straight through my bloodstream to my heart, my toes, and every single thought I’ve had of you. 

 I see what you mean to say, like it’s the morning dew forming a sentence on your lips. No words need to be spoken because it’s there in your amber eyes, as quiet as a whisper but as loud as thunder in my soul. The whiskey depths of your eyes have me losing my grip on the reality I had clung to in hopes of not being pushed out into your seas.

 But that’s the thing. 

 I see it; clearly, me losing my hold and being perfectly all right with drowning in that effervescent amber haze. Lost in the crinkle of your cheeks, the warmth in your gaze, and the hold in which I lose myself before ever having touched you, confuses me in ways I could never have fathomed. I would let loose my grip on reality in order to get lost in my thoughts of you if that meant I could be with you.

 Each time our gazes lock, I can’t tear myself away; I want more, need more. The thought of drowning is more pleasant than living in the mundane. In your eyes, I see something I’ve never witnessed in this life, a warm and gentle cradle of promise I’ve felt once, twice before. It’s like we’ve traveled across time and space and ended up here in this place, two souls floundering for the same foot purchase and connecting at the right time. You were the dream I dreamt, and never did I think it would be you in the great divine we find ourselves in; it’s funny that we met where we did. As inconvenient as it was, I realized it was the right time for our souls to clash, for my memories to slide into place, and for my earthly body to find home in your arms. In your eyes, I see the swirl of a life before this; in my soul, I feel the love we had and that we will have, even if it has its ups and downs. Fate stepped in that day, and since then, I haven’t been able to dig myself out of the amber depths I willingly sacrifice myself to. If your eyes were wild, I’d lose myself forever down the path it led me down. I’d submit myself to the pain of brambles, the sharpness of the rocks under my palms, and the fears of the unknown if it meant being with you until my last breath. 

 In the light of day, it’s worse for me because your eyes radiate this multifaceted gem of hope; like Tigers Eye, it has me entranced in the depth of your soul, clearly visible from your gaze as you look straight into my broken soul. Like a balm, your gaze soothes the burns, the cuts, and the hurt from the past and gives me a taste of the healing elixir of hope. In your eyes, I’ve found a faith I’d long ago lost trust in, but in you, I see a peace I forgot about. In your sparkling whiskey depths, I find a soothing place to rest my world-weary soul without a worry of more harm to be done; in you, I see a breath of fresh air I’d been desperately gasping for.

 In your sunlit eyes and the silent ‘O’ of your lips, I see the promise of what could be, and I hold on to that tether of security, of hope, that lovely whiskey ray of sunshine because, without that little bit of red string, I wouldn’t know where I would be.

 I’d be lost at these relentlessly weathered seas, no hold to be had or preserver to her held. So if all I ever get in this lifetime is that look in your eye, I’d count myself blessed because knowing you is well worth not having held you.