Your Eyes
Oh, just how they look,
Their eyes, like a book,
I can never glance away,
In a world, forever to stay.
I wish I could talk to them,
But I really can't condemn.
Can't express, can't even speak,
Every time they breathe I get weak.
We might be complete opposites,
But everything about them excites.
Their entire personality is a surprise,
And I can't stop reading their eyes.
Copyright © Writing Muse | Year Posted 2023
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