It felt like forever, as I sat,
not cold, nor warm.
Holding onto a heart that craved for a stare.
Being invisible, I had seen something in those eyes that wasn't in any other,
A spark, a charm. Myself.
Those deep blue eyes were all that I wanted.
I wanted nothing but to stare back,
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Those Eyes | A Poetry Collection ✔
PoetryI could write a million poems, about this stranger, with deep blue eyes, often messy hair, A tall figure, and an expressionless face. I could write, But I'm afraid to. Because it feels like if I start, It'll take forever to stop. *A poetry collecti...
