Your hair, feather light
the wisps of some quail’s tail;
and your lashes, dewy thick
the honey from a bee’s teeth.

I find your eyes mesmerizing.
Has anyone told you that?
How they’re easy to get lost in
even through a screen and miles of pixels
and even though you keep your room dark,
I think it’s fine
because you glow enough for me to see.

I don’t know the color of your eyes.
I know that you are slightly pale.
But aren’t we all,
from not seeing the sun in so long?

I know your bangs drag into your eyes sometimes.
and that they probably tickle your eyelids;
I know so many things
and yet none at all
and that is why you are so captivating.