He was a beautiful creation,
His eyes intrigued me,
Those beautiful honeycomb eyes,
Oh the secrets they hold,
The tears they've cried,
I wonder if he knows how much he affects me,
He looks at me I get nervous,
How easy it is for him to break and put me back together,
Does he know he has my heart in his hands,
I'd move mountains to see his smile,
Those honeycomb eyes,
Deeply enchanting,
As I smile,
As I watch him from a far,
I wonder if he's knows I exist,
I hope I see those honeycomb eyes and breathtaking smile again
*someday*
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