Into your eyes

You used to stare at me as though you couldn't get enough. Like i would disappear if you blinked too long. I could never get enough of that. your eyes on me, i mean. I had never felt more present than when you looked at me. If i close my eyes i can go back to those sunny Sunday mornings, Sundays filled with laughter and your eyes on me. Sun spilling through the blinds, your fingers trailing acr...

He questioned my light showing on my scars I said it was Helios ´s aftermathFingers dancing on the age of stars The emerald eyes craving passion Can i make you laugh until you cry“Look at the Golden star , let me admire pupils color of god” i begged Bewitched by the serenade of his  kissesOh what a broken puppet I was the Hunter in the lovely story Chasing the red box full of spikesIt ‘s bleedi...

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