Eyes

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I searched for an answer,
In those dark,black orbs.
The orbs that have been staring —
Saying a lot without uttering.

A raging storm at midnight,
Wrecking the dark watered ocean —
I sucked a breath in,
Feeling myself sinking in that ocean.

The eyes blinked once ,
A smile plastered on those lips.
The storm had retreated,
Calming the dark ocean, once again.

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