And so she silently sobbed, soft quiet streams of salty tears fell down her lush red cheeks, as she questioned her gullibility. oblivious to the her, sapphire orbs stare down at her, pity flushing in them like claiming blue waves. Her head perked up and her puffy red, emeralds met with the sapphires.
Eyes then met.
And hearts connect- and so another love story begins -

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Lucid Thoughts - poetry | ✓
Poetry➸ lucid thoughts of a wandering mind At daylight, at twilight and at midnight