"His eyes - Oh, god, his eyes - Where entirely a different story. Staring into his eyes was like staring into the summer sky just before the sunset came, before the yellow, pink, and purple clouds came into to cloud your vision. They were the definition of a cloudless sky, a clear river running through a wide field of grass, that one, blue, sparkling diamond that stood out more than any other in a goldmine. Shining like the stars and as light as a feather, they trick you into a sense of security, a state that one would be foolish to leave intentionally. Everything about his eyes was passionate, beautiful, and enticing, anything a woman could ever ask for. I wanted more of his eyes, more of him."
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Poems That Make Me Think of You
PoesiaSome simple poems, All original. They're just some poems that are about romance, sadness, honestly a large bundle of emotions along with some story to a few of them. Please tell me what you think. It means a lot with every bit of feedback
