Your eyes
Are the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen.
But I can never look at them,
I could never look at you
Because...
I'm afraid.
I'm afraid that I would see
The way you look at me
And only me.
As if I'm the only thing that
Matters and only I exist.
The way you look at me
Like I'm everything.
Like I'm the only thing that
Keeps your world spinning
On its axis.
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Hypnotic
PoetryThere was something about her that Captivated him. Something that made him stay. Maybe it was the dip of her hips, Or the curl of her toes. The secrets in her smile, That he loved, I suppose. He was drowning in her waters Yet still parched With ecs...
