Almond eyes
In more ways than one
The elegant shape
The warming color
Almond eyes
Watching over
An enchanting smile
Bound by delicate lips
Almond eyes
What might they disguise?
As graceful hands
Deliberately place an artifact on a shelf,
With pause
Almond eyes that ask the question
That the blushing lips will not
And a breath burdened by the weight of words
That she thought better of
Intrinsic shadows trace thoughts
Cast by burning incense...
Baited, willingly, she selects a shirt
Of deepest blue
My change does not fall
As deliberately it is placed
In my hands
With pause
What might they disguise?
Those almond eyes,
In more ways than one
Pressing between my shoulders
As I make my way into the sun
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A/N:
I was traveling this was in a shop in Malaysia, and I was just really touched by the vibe of this gal, she was attractive, but her vibe man, her VIBE. Anyhow, i'm a polite sort of fellow and minded my manners and ducked out without comment, but yeah she made an impression and I went back to my hotel and wrote this. Oh and did I mention, an older fellow came in towards the end who i think was her father, his eyes were daggers striking at my eyes, but i got swagger, so those stabs were just hopeless cries.
Thanks for reading,
-DarthPadre
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