full leather brown circles, his
irises lightly lined black
a gaze so sharp, bliss
none from years of strife
a calm of pain held back, with
a smile that dripped honey
all so effortlessly.
oh how i miss those eyes.
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 11:29 PM UTC
full leather brown circles, his
irises lightly lined black
a gaze so sharp, bliss
none from years of strife
a calm of pain held back, with
a smile that dripped honey
all so effortlessly.
oh how i miss those eyes.
an excerpt from a poem that was so hard to write, a piece of my soul you hold with you. knowing you will never see this but you stay in my heart, always.