sparks flew when the blue in your eyes and the brown in mine met,
got so drowned in those oceanic eyes of yours, blinking itself was a threat.
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Poetry[BOOK 2] 𓍼 the " poetry etched on skin " series ❝ his thumb caresses her skin and grazes across the scars that dwell, each one has a compelling story to tell. ❞ loved and lost, she tries to find her way back to the stars. [lowercase intended] po...
- ocean blues
sparks flew when the blue in your eyes and the brown in mine met,
got so drowned in those oceanic eyes of yours, blinking itself was a threat.
