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Your eyes

Your eyes are what caught mine when I first saw you.

Those never-ending oceans on your face.

I could swim forever, getting lost in their waves.

 

They were beyond hypnotizing, they were soul-capturing.

Sometimes I would catch myself leaning closer to you because I was caught in their pull,

And I would try to snap out of it, but end up gravitating to your gaze again.

 

How can such blue eyes burn like fire. It doesn't make any sense.

And yet each time you looked at me I was scorched by your stare,

Feeling my skin and heart melt like candle wax dripping helplessly down my body.

 

Eyes have always been a weakness for me, for they hold so many secrets.

All these emotions, and feelings, and riddles are right there in two portals of a person's soul.

However, your eyes were a lesson for me.

 

I thought that eyes were easily read, that I had the key to unlocking a person's true thoughts,

But yours threw me. You have the power to act like one emotion, but have an endless amount

Of others sealed away in the deep crevices of your heart and mind, unattainable to me.

 

Those eyes bewitched me, body and soul, mind and heart.

Before I knew it, I was too far gone, trapped in a storm,

When all I thought I was doing was wading in the calm waves.

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