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Aug 2018
They say the eyes are the windows to your soul
If so,
Your soul is as deep as the ocean
It’s the color of dreams
Sweet as cotton candy
But, oh! Careful!
There are shards of glass here and there
They glitter with your tears
Lined with your darkest fears
With cracks running through like rivers
It tastes like nightmares
Pooled with dread
What about over there?
It’s like fireworks
It smells like passion
Carpet of crimson
Your aspirations are dancing with grace
What can i say?
Dive in deeper,
I feel your insecurities
like cold storm of winter
Its raining thorns
Your shyness embraces me
Like a long lost friend
Tread along a little more
I feel the music
Of your laughter
Like the first greening of grass in early spring
Your love brushes against my lips
In sinful red
I feel the tingles of anticipation
Settle along my finger tips
I breathe in the scent
Of your tender kindness
It explodes in exotic bliss
Suddenly, it burns
In flames of anger
I feel the bitterness
Rake across my skin
With trinkets of spilling blood
I see the jealousy guarded
Ferocious and growling
But in the deepest, darkest
Nooks and crannies
I find unexpected light
It’s your own sun
Because despite everything
You are the best of your feelings
Your soul is my greatest treasure.
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