maybe

Maybe, he'll be convinced that sunshine drips from my fingertips.
&
My eyes, my common brown eyes, they'll stop him in his tracks.
Him & I, we'll stay up talking all night. 
Somewhere between laughing at our life stories at midnight & 
sighing about our passions at 3am, He'll start to know me. 
& maybe, when I drift to sleep on his chest, he'll wonder how it's possible that an entire universe could lay still in his arms. 
Maybe, I'll be his risk worth taking.