A spring in your eyes

Has the world really changed?
or am i still dreaming of a day with you?
a touch of your hand is a dream that i long for
a feel of you lips might be what i need most

your forbidden touch entices me
every fiber is  brought to life by your scent
from afar i yearn for that smile
hoping i am the one that puts it on your face

Santa clause does not feel the way i do,
for even philanthropy does not bring this much joy
when you smile even an angel can;t mimic
the taste of your kindness is sweeter than mercy

The brown lens in the eye show love,
yet mine shows me your face
i see you in 3D dreams in a 4k resolution, meaning i,
see your beauty in definitions of the highest possibility

The leaves gather at your feet, for they carry beauty,
the beauty that you spread through your love hints,
one that only your ravishing skin can administer,
The spring in your eyes has liberated me from winter..