As soon as I met eyes with a vulnerable soul
I knew only what I wasn't
I was feeling ill with bad intentions
Been awhile since I greeted such a-
since I was at a lost for words
Red lips and lace that clung to porcelain skin
I was careful not to meet eyes again
such deep brown eyes
Afraid you'll see something I was hiding
We have been hurdling towards this moment
since the day we were freed
The moment we'd meet eyes
And I'd hide the thing you needed to see
I sunk my teeth into porcelain skin
Gazed into brown eyes
Touched red lips and freed you
Again
Eyes Are Fascinating Organs
They look
and do not see
they see more than
is there and always invent
colors that might be
there and then
there is the
whole
business of what lives
behind them, where the colors
settle, what is seen by
them and where did
you last see clearly
the thing squarely
in front
of you.
.
Lady A
02-20-15
548p
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