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Jun 2018
Her eyes mimicked
the beckoning moonlight
refracting in the
stillness of the ocean;
revealing a wondrous
depth, and all the
walls I built came
crumbling down.

Fear and courage
skirmished inside
my head as I drift
deeper into the
dark of her eyes;
equally liberating
and terrifying,
knowing I might get
lost in it...

...but I won’t close
my eyes, nor will
I ever look away.
Beckoned by the moonlight.
Written by
J  M/Manila, Philippines
(M/Manila, Philippines)   
  545
       Jen, Fawn, Val Vik, everly and A Simillacrum
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