Your eyes are captivating. They're like a siren song. Vast pools of honey and ember that pull you in deeper and deeper until it's too late, and I'm lost in you. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. If that be true, open your shutters and let me drift in. Let me float around. I hope your windows never close because the view is spectacular. The twinkle, the wrinkles when you smile. Beautifully designed, heartbreakingly lonely. Deep pools of honey, I want to drown. Engulf me... never let me go. Trap me in you. Till all that is left inside my own windows, is you.
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Everything I Want to Say
PoetryHere is a book. Here is a book complied of a girl. A girl who is currently healing from the process of breaking herself. Here is a book written by a girl who is exposing every single crack in her bloodied broken heart. Here is her raw and natural fe...
