Young Love

The moonlight hit just right
Reflecting off waves of sparkling iridescence
What he saw was truly a sight
A sparkling treasure no long in adolescence

She was still young
This was true
But what was he to do
When love was to bloom?

The closest to heaven that he could see
Waited in eyes as blue as the sea
Pulling him deep into an abyss
He didn't want to miss
What it would feel like
To feel her soft kiss