I look at you
And you look at me
And the eyes speak everything
We both failed to say
We look down
For a second or two
And for a moment I
Think softly of you
But before my hands
Reach out for your number
I'll tear apart my weak heart
And cut my own hands
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Moonlight (Poetry)
Poetry"I know I'm sunk deep to this point To the point where I'm drowned Into this bowl of honey I feel I feel like there's no other way out" A collection of poems about love, admiration and fondness.
