Your eyes had the heart of a bird!
When they gazed,
I fluttered—
When they folded inward,
I folded into myself,
lost inside my chest,
aching and aching
I became restless,
trembling…
The nakedness of your eyes
was the most beautiful form of identity.
Your eyes had the heart of a bird!
Dec 26, 2025
Dec 26, 2025 at 4:17 PM UTC
Your eyes had the heart of a bird!
When they gazed,
I fluttered—
When they folded inward,
I folded into myself,
lost inside my chest,
aching and aching
I became restless,
trembling…
The nakedness of your eyes
was the most beautiful form of identity.
Your eyes had the heart of a bird!