The starry skies
The moonlit night
They don't stand a chance
Against the sight of her eyes
Gaze that sends ripples of pleasure
On anything blessed to fall its way
Such is the beauty of her eyes
Feels like a sin to stare into them
Filling you with anxiety
Making you lose yourself in them
When you wanted to lose yourself in her
-©M
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 12:35 AM UTC
The starry skies
The moonlit night
They don't stand a chance
Against the sight of her eyes
Gaze that sends ripples of pleasure
On anything blessed to fall its way
Such is the beauty of her eyes
Feels like a sin to stare into them
Filling you with anxiety
Making you lose yourself in them
When you wanted to lose yourself in her
-©M
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