#eys - Hello Poetry

It was his sunset-painted heart, dulcet-washed eyes, and his contagious laughter that makes my mornings and anxiety-filtered moments spark little fires deep inside.

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Nov 4, 2020

Nov 4, 2020 at 8:14 PM UTC

Erianrose

aurora borealis

It was his sunset-painted heart, dulcet-washed eyes, and his contagious laughter that makes my mornings and anxiety-filtered moments spark little fires deep inside.

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In her eyes I see stars I see scares and tears Locked by angles And chased by fears I see seas and I see flowers They all fade into one empty sky Full of darkness and Devils Secretly screaming for release I look away from the reflection of my eyes If only it was someone else's eyes If only I can pretend If only it was not the eyes of me I avoid to look into someone else's eyes For the fear they might see beyond my fake smiles If only they could see, Eyes where fullness and emptiness collide Where innocence and Devils overlap Where fears and screams connect Where dreams and love are crushed Will they care to look again.. I'll hold on to all the innocence I can I'll hold on to all the hope I have But I fear the devil lurking inside of me And I fear that my fears will **** me

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Feb 7, 2018

Feb 7, 2018 at 6:16 AM UTC

meme-abdulaziz

HER EYES

In her eyes I see stars I see scares and tears Locked by angles And chased by fears I see seas and I see flowers They all fade into one empty sky Full of darkness and Devils Secretly screaming for release I look away from the reflection of my eyes If only it was someone else's eyes If only I can pretend If only it was not the eyes of me I avoid to look into someone else's eyes For the fear they might see beyond my fake smiles If only they could see, Eyes where fullness and emptiness collide Where innocence and Devils overlap Where fears and screams connect Where dreams and love are crushed Will they care to look again.. I'll hold on to all the innocence I can I'll hold on to all the hope I have But I fear the devil lurking inside of me And I fear that my fears will **** me

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I find everything absolutely breathtaking. How can you not think your gorgeous yet, Sparkling hazel nut eyes aren't the most, Intriguing things? They are breath taking and powerful, enough to give me nervous Butterflies! You see the way the clouds capture the sun, Making, If only for a second, The perfect bittersweet scene. The suns final goodbye, Makes, A final goodbye makes a masterpiece, That is impossible to recreate. Exposed to the damp smell, Of the rainy earth, Or the tingling's pinpricks of snow flakes, resting on your fare skin. Your time, Taken, To get as close as you can, To the galaxies that construct, The roof above you to explore. They are fascinating at night, When each star becomes Luminous, Against the Black of Night.

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May 11, 2016

May 11, 2016 at 12:44 PM UTC

ChristianTorre

Hazel Nut Love

I find everything absolutely breathtaking. How can you not think your gorgeous yet, Sparkling hazel nut eyes aren't the most, Intriguing things? They are breath taking and powerful, enough to give me nervous Butterflies! You see the way the clouds capture the sun, Making, If only for a second, The perfect bittersweet scene. The suns final goodbye, Makes, A final goodbye makes a masterpiece, That is impossible to recreate. Exposed to the damp smell, Of the rainy earth, Or the tingling's pinpricks of snow flakes, resting on your fare skin. Your time, Taken, To get as close as you can, To the galaxies that construct, The roof above you to explore. They are fascinating at night, When each star becomes Luminous, Against the Black of Night.

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