When everyone does poetry about green ,blue and brown eye
I'm stuck between her common black eyes but somehow it didnt feel common
Her eyes remind me of the night of the lunar phase
The eyes remind me of the universe
Whenever I look into her eyes I see my world every time
The white sclera with black pupils
feel like a black pearl lying in a white sea
I'm in the stars every time I see her common black eyes
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poemsoul (
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Comments1
Short and sweet, love it
Thanku 😊
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