That anticipation

feel of butterflies flutter

As you came close,
and gazed in my amber brown eyes
I felt naked and stranded in a frozen lake of ice

My amber eyes so deep and brown,
revealing secrets knowing no bounds

As he woke up in the morning,
the sunshine, not radiant to brighten his day,
the beans, not bitter to spike his fatigue away

the thought of the day draining him down,
the weight of the armor making his wits drown