Her Eyes
Her eyes,
Her eyes,
The eyes of a hell-bound angel,
Slowly gaze upon me,
And yes,
Indeed,
I had the thought of fatal attraction,
Which help me see,
Help me imagine,
Her pierced lip,
Covering each every part of my body,
That lays limp,
On top of a mattress,
Hypnotized and lost,
Her 2 full metal loop lip piercing,
Touch my skin,
Touch my soul,
However my eyes slowly become cold,
Since her eyes,
Her eyes,
The eyes of a hell-bound angel,
Slowly gaze off the eyes of mine,
As she walks away towards the divine.
Copyright © Chris Garcia | Year Posted 2011
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