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the ocean breeze is softly blowing his hair,
causing it to stick out from every direction
in the most delicate ways.
the corner of his mouth is tugged up,
forming a cocky grin that outlines
his sharp jaw and cheekbones.
his eyes are partly closed,
as if squinting due to blinding sunrays .
a dark look is vivid in those hooded eyes,
bringing out a flirty image
as he stares right into my soul
through the camera lens.
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ever seen a photo of someone so beautiful that you need to write? yeah that was how i came up with this
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Wishful Thinker
Poetry/wɪʃfʊl θɪŋkə/ . of the unreachable dreams . "you don't understand me, you never do you never see words the way I always do now I will bombard you with words see if you will ever be lost for words" started : 180219 ended : 181205
