Aug 2018
Those icy blue eyes hold no warmth,
I shiver but we're on fire,
Those icy blues steal my heat,
So shallow but deadly,
But they hold a lives worth of secrets,
Those icy blue eyes might be my end.
I shiver but we're on fire,
Those icy blues steal my heat,
So shallow but deadly,
But they hold a lives worth of secrets,
Those icy blue eyes might be my end.
Related to my poem about brown eyes.
