Her eyes are damn so pretty.
The simplicity of her looks
Entrapped me to nowhere.
But...
I couldn't stop watching her eyes ,and it seemed i fell into oblivion very quickly.
It is like watching the sky
while it changing colors;
While The stars are gently looming ,and visible to the heaven.
Her eyes are like constellations.
Her eyes are made entirely of the night.
Those eyes—those lovely eyes—
I wish I have them.
I don't care to the monsters of elations and sadness that hid behind those stares; because,
I love her eyes.
For me those eyes are like beautiful planet in the galaxy.
I wanna say 'I love her eyes'
But my courage won't support me and even my heart sounded 'I can't'
Those eyes!— yes!! Her eyes!
Damn!!
Maybe I will have lost them;
Maybe because how desperately —desperately I fell in love with her eyes.
©11/02/16
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