Jun 2021
She once
Shook me
With eyes
Beautiful as a storm,
Terrible and wild;
With eyes
Widened by innocence,
Tender as a child.
Shook me
With eyes
Beautiful as a storm,
Terrible and wild;
With eyes
Widened by innocence,
Tender as a child.
(M)
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