Verdurous thy view

How am I so wounded by you?
Arrows never shoot, but run me through
Beautiful viper poisoning; stares straight, not a skew
I'm glad to be seen by their bite; I'll be its anti-venom, too
Covetous my own thoughts of envy; verdurous thy view
They're green and ravenous, but see me in a form so true
Eyes that sing a siren song; control my affection they do!
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January 21, 2024 at 5:14 PM
Love the "arrows that still run through even when not fired"- beautiful.
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January 21, 2024 at 8:19 PM
So many cliches, when it comes to the eyes. Green has always been a difficult write for me... maybe it's because they're so rare. Sincerely A.S.
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