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when your eyes catch the light,

they illuminate,

I watch as they glisten in rays of gold and brown.


when your fingers run through your hair,

raven black parted like the red sea,

I swear I watch new life begin.


your lips,

sinful as they are sweet,

lure me in with honeyed words

that I want to dive into,

to drown into,

I wouldn't even gasp for air

because even if you were the vast ocean, 

unfathomable, 

ever-moving,

p u r e, 

I would be grateful, 

because somehow,

I'd finally,

be in your arms.


-Jackson 

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