Blue Eyes
Deepest blue eyes shine bright as the sunrise,
Skin like porcelain derived from angel's thighs.
Lips so pure a taste would do me in I'm sure,
I'm love struck and your breath is my cure.
Feel your hands against mine, squeeze tight, they're intertwined.
Just let my lips touch your cheek and relieve the pain from beneath.
I see everything I need...
When those blue eyes are focused on me.
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