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They say, eyes are the window to one's soul,
and I'd reckon that it's true. After all, her eyes
have always been the most expressive to what
her heart desired most.
They crinkle into little crescent moons
whenever she smiles or laughs; they widen
and flutter like butterfly wings whenever
her interest is piqued.
Her eyes glance left or right whenever she
makes a silly mistake she tries to hide; they
sparkle like a constellation of stars whenever
she sees someone she loves and cares for.
Her beautiful cocoa eyes warm my soul
when they shimmer and shine with joy,
and shatter my heart like fragile glass
when they brim with pained tears.
Her eyes are like wide open books; they never
conceal her true emotions and thoughts. Her
eyes are like polished mirrors; they reflect all
that she wishes to do and say.
They say, eyes are the window to one's soul,
and I'd reckon that it's true. After all, her eyes
have always been the most expressive to what
her heart desired most.
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🥀 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐬 🥀
Poetry🥀 A small collection of poetry - mostly poems about love and attraction but a LOT of other themes are to be expected - written by yours truly with random spurts of inspiration 🥀 🥀 All of them follow the free verse device and use a lot of metaphor...
