Pitch black
Sinking, alone
In my own quicksand
But she didn't know
Her eyes
Shining and pure
The path through the fog
A happy allure
My pain
Quietly goes
I didn't notice
And she didn't know
Green eyes
Lamps to her smile
Her soul shines through them
And dances for miles
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 7:52 PM UTC