he has those crystals shining in his very own blue ocean like eyes,
i have those dull, lifeless, dark and empty brown ones.
he looks at me like i'm the only girl in the world – well in his case, his world.
i look at him like he's my last source of strength to stand up and be bold.
with one look he gives me, that's enough to make me alive for the day.
with one look i give him, makes me fall to my knees and think what i did to deserve him – he makes me feel some type of way.
those eyes, i beg the heavens above me that i could see them everyday.
those eyes, i beg that they will stay forever mine.
those eyes, my one and only source and strike of happiness in the time left in my life.
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unspoken ⇢ poetry
Poesielying wide awake, writing at the am, screaming voices inside my head. i never wanted this. highest ranking so far #152 in poetry © 2015, vocalsnjh
