I have known you,
more than,
I thought,
as I look at you,
your eyes,
"oh so soothing."
The moment,
you returned my gaze,
in the blink of a third eye,
I felt something,
I had never felt before,
is this my fault?
Even if it's only once for me,
to look at you,
I appreciate it,
is this my fault?
Even though I'm somewhere,
full of people,
The first human,
I looked for and stared at,
is you.
My soul is calm,
when it meets your eyes,
The little rumbling,
I felt in my chest.
I like ... this feeling.
I love how I see,
your beautiful eyes.
I wonder,
did you feel that way too?
Your presence
saved me.
even if,
I'll never talk to you,
it's okay.
our eyes speak,
our eyes tell it all.
The desire for me to meet you,
every day,
is very deep,
just to stare,
your eyes.
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Color Of Life (A Collection)
PoetryMy mind keep thinking, thinking until I can't feel again. This will be never-ending, but who knows if one day I'll give up, it's the day I can feel right again, it's the day I feel like my story is enough. . . . "What if someone's heart want to live...
