Time stays frozen,
Now,
As I stare into your green eyes,
Which somehow,
Light up,
Like a kid who's seen a candy.
But I do nothing,
But smile and listen,
To your spilling your thoughts.
Your eyes,
Unlocking something,
In me,
Like a Puzzle,
That was begging,
To be solved.
YOU ARE READING
Scourge: A Poetry Collection
Poetry"I have Scourged your soul, While you drew on me, So intricately. All I can ask for, Is forgiveness, Which I don't deserve, Anymore." Scourge: A poetry Collection
