Figment

Maybe it was the black shoes

Yes, that could be it.

I'm quite fond of formality

And the black shoes matched his actions

He looked like the way he talked

And it seems he could carry the world

It's definitely the years,

And the way he smiled

Stretched the clearest blue skies

Then there were his eyes

Quietly, they told the sincerest things

Yes, that could be it.

Unusual, beautiful, fine.

When the sun hits its color

I want to behold it forever.