Brown gentle eyes
In those innocent eyes, I am becoming so aware that I might lose myself in you like a faded coffee stain on the table in the room, Deep touch into those gentle eyes, Your being makes me weak, I take a peak at your image from afar hiding like it's winter but desperate to feel your heat, Adrenaline running through my veins, That existenal feeling pierces my skin when you are staring at me, and there is a hurricane in my head, but the lightning in my heart, Makes it worth it to keep swimming in those brown gentle eyes of yours, I like like you shadows your pupil into mine, Stupid was me pretending it could not be "pulse hands," In your eyes, my lonely soul cries Layering them with sweet lies pretending it can not be "pulse hands," Your lips retrace my lips, Say yes to heaven rings in my ears, I still get nervous when you walk towards me, and you look in my eyes despite being mine, It feels like the very first time My siren eyes collided with dark brown eyes The stars adorn, To your gaze, I am eternally a slave. Omphemetse Legodi
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