His Eyes
His eyes...
a walk through the forest,
irises drowning in the sunlight.
I had never seen such sincerity in a person's eyes before,
until I met him.
His eyes were trailed by his lips that widened in the most satisfying way,
displaying gleaming teeth.
He was so pure,
so real...
Copyright © Tricia Campese | Year Posted 2017
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