eyes of a lover maybe?
like a daydream she stood in the crowd of her friends laughing about something,i suppose.she was intimating just by her eyes she would have me at my knees all of her life
black eyes,silver dress.
running around the room i kept staring waiting for those eyes to look at mine those rose colored lips ignited me in flames of destruction.
if she would hold my hand,let me tuck her hair behind so then we would inch closer and rhythm to the music and i would get lost in her,all of her.
just for once is all i ask for but she never looked.a beauty like her deserves to breath,not get forgotten in the arms of mine.
a demon, forever one.
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sun moon and raising √
Poesíadivine grace formula (poetry inspired by life and dreams)