You lie about everything and anything.
But your eyes don’t.
They hold specks of Golden sunlight
They hint a story: depth of raw emotion
Your eyes are like silky melted chocolate
They are brown like earth’s fettered beauty melted into golden rays
They are eyes of amber and onyx circling like an eclipse
They are like the color of the earth after it rains
Your eyes are deep pools of raw honey that Winnie the Pooh would beg for
They have a waterfall of innocence
they have me on my knees
- so helplessly yours
Dec 12, 2021
Dec 12, 2021 at 1:53 PM UTC
You lie about everything and anything.
But your eyes don’t.
They hold specks of Golden sunlight
They hint a story: depth of raw emotion
Your eyes are like silky melted chocolate
They are brown like earth’s fettered beauty melted into golden rays
They are eyes of amber and onyx circling like an eclipse
They are like the color of the earth after it rains
Your eyes are deep pools of raw honey that Winnie the Pooh would beg for
They have a waterfall of innocence
they have me on my knees
- so helplessly yours
