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The light in your eyes shines Brighter than I have ever known the sun to be. Dark like the other moon they might seem But they silver and pale in love. Your mouth traced my own Like a long forgotten artist. Graceful and swift fingers interlock Caught in my own With red hands they have discovered us. Shhh… The man in the moon of your eyes Is lulling me to sleep. To rest and never wake from this bliss Would be the art only you could make Painting my heart in patient, bold strokes.
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Jun 26, 2010
Jun 26, 2010 at 8:47 PM UTC
An Artist Of Sorts
The light in your eyes shines Brighter than I have ever known the sun to be. Dark like the other moon they might seem But they silver and pale in love. Your mouth traced my own Like a long forgotten artist. Graceful and swift fingers interlock Caught in my own With red hands they have discovered us. Shhh… The man in the moon of your eyes Is lulling me to sleep. To rest and never wake from this bliss Would be the art only you could make Painting my heart in patient, bold strokes.
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Jun 26, 2010
Jun 26, 2010 at 8:47 PM UTC
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