Is she the genesis
of my addiction
to different shades
of brown?
The windows of her soul
is striking with radiance,
entrancing every bit
of me.
Her complexion
is a heavenly shade
of honey,
with a hint of golden brown.
She will be
my drug of choice,
my downfall in the unknown.
One look at her is just enough
to drown too deep
and call it home.
Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 7:01 AM UTC
Is she the genesis
of my addiction
to different shades
of brown?
The windows of her soul
is striking with radiance,
entrancing every bit
of me.
Her complexion
is a heavenly shade
of honey,
with a hint of golden brown.
She will be
my drug of choice,
my downfall in the unknown.
One look at her is just enough
to drown too deep
and call it home.
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