Clueless Part 8

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Your eyes shine as if they hold the secrets of the universe behind them.

Your fingers lithe and nimble as they run and dance,

Paying a tune and delivering my heart right to you on an ivory platter.

The intensity of your gaze hit me like a truck,

Instantly depriving me of oxygen.


                                                                                  -J.M.



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