In his eyes I Sink;
Though his love Stinks,
Truly not like a mink,
So far from Silk
Find the link
I'll wish you luck.Have a lick at the ice skating rink,
Let's see if your tongue won't stick,
Here I am with jumbled words and a mind that's confused,
Because of his eyes that got me mesmerized.Here I remain...
Eyes glazed like donuts and brains the same as scrambled eggs.
Love's like that sometimes,
It helps you feel and
It makes you think.
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200 Days Of POETRY
Poetry200 Days, 200 different Poems. #33 in Poetry Category July 21, 2017 Back at #33 in Poetry Category On March 27, 2018 "All Glory Belongs to God"