Your eyes
are pools of honey
that I wish to drown
myself in.
They are two identical
mirrors that stare
back at me
when I gaze into them.
I swear that if
I stare into them
for too long
that I can find
all of life's answers.
Your eyes
are visions of ecstasy
that I want to look at
until I go blind.
Those beautiful brown eyes
are the reason why
I fell in love with you,
and they are the
reason why
I can't stop loving you.
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I Was She
Poetry[Complete] A series of poems and short stories tell the sad tale of a breakup, of rejection, and of finding new love. From losing her soulmate to learning to see the world from a different perspective, M.A. Rivers writes down every last feeling that...
