those eyes
so innocent
a twist of torment
set my mind with wild fires
lights spark
tunnel vision starts
you skip to me like you do
my head reels with thoughts of you
look in the mirror and you see nothing
I look at you and I see curls of a unknown beauty
curls of such a vibrant being
you touch me
the seas calm
you look at me
the whole poem of Solomon opens up before me
you hug me
I question what is real
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Author:
Aals (
Offline) - Published: January 22nd, 2019 10:45
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Comments1
WOW 🙂
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