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Sep 2013
the eyes of the sun reflect upon my skin,
I feel you staring into me,
burning right to my soul,
the skies cause relief,
because for one second
I,
captivated by you,
forgot to breath,
and my eyes walk the linear of yours,
to the bridge of your nose,
onto tracing the happiness wrinkled into your skin,
lines that lead to heaven,
and that have graced me to words of a hello,
bound by no one you mean more than the external,
beyond the soft supple skin tinted by an aura,
beauty you not only take my eyes but you rest in my mind.

-S.J
Skylar Jones
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Skylar Jones  PA
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