for sahana
(how did a poem written off the prompt of "thrill" turn into a poem about your eyes?)
cheesy cheesy cheesy... chessy;)
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i thought it was
just a thrill,
the kind that's
hollow and
fleeting,
a mere sensation
surging
through my veins
when i met your
coffee-colored gaze,
but it was something
slower, more certain,
a rushing calmness
more like,
your russet eyes
instilling in me
an unwavering warmth—
a wholeness
unknown to me,
sending shivers
up and down my arms
despite how that gaze
warms and wraps
around my heart,
chipping away at its
stone
with a gentle surety
like you knew
all along,
like you knew
your steady energy
crackling beneath the
crystal surface
of your soft sweetness
would draw me closer,
pulling me in
like a siren
luring in
and drowning
a sailor
without even knowing
she's been
singing
love,
mari
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