these moments of silence yield gold,
moments with which i wanna grow old,
your gentle kisses,
ignite such violent passions,
the world stuns and refuses to move,
not until your eyes grow tired,
i hope that dreadful moment never arrives.
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the girl with the starry eyes
Poetryyou remember the first time she trusted you with her body? the first time she let you explore her. your nervous and anxious heartbeats at that moment. the moments you saw her love for you in her eyes.
