YOU
Louis
Everytime I look at you, I look at you.
Your hair that's framing your face, your bright beautiful smile, and those doe amber eyes that I always love.
Everytime I look at you, I look at you.
You, my love, my life partner, my Eleanor.
In my eyes, you're the only thing that's clear and everything around you doesn't matter so it turns into a faded, blurred mess.
Because everytime I look at you, I look at you.
And see only you.
07|24|16
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Words Within A Photograph
PoesiaA picture contains a thousand words -- painted in language one can never speak. Elounor Excerps || Poetry © 2016 farawayelounor Cover by: Dbluemoon
