Eyes, those deep brown eyes
dance around
but stay calm, quiet, docile
as they meet mine.
Mouth like a child
your voice like a wave, it ripples across the room,
I can see the desert island and the palm trees.
Nose, ears, cheeks, jaw
carved by the Gods.
You amaze me
Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 6:20 PM UTC
Eyes, those deep brown eyes
dance around
but stay calm, quiet, docile
as they meet mine.
Mouth like a child
your voice like a wave, it ripples across the room,
I can see the desert island and the palm trees.
Nose, ears, cheeks, jaw
carved by the Gods.
You amaze me
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