Your eyes... I promise, they're the key to my soul. They resemble the sky. A cloudy mist of blue and grey. Twisting and twirling, swallowing my gaze.
Your eyes were my reason to live.
Your eyes were my reason to keep my own eyes from closing forever.
Your eyes willed me to hold on. Until I truly wanted to stay.
Your eyes guided me through my life.
Your eyes were full of beauty, glory, love. They were full of a wonderful sky. One that I got lost in. Forever. And even after those eyes closed for the last time, I was still trapped. Caught in that broken sky.
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Rain Clouds
PoetrySimple poems, each with a story just behind them. ••• This book will be updated whenever I write a new poem worth posting. I draw inspiration either from my own complicated emotions, or sometimes even stories I've created in my mind. I suppose only...
