• anagawrites 9w

    When I look
    Deep into her eyes
    I see my future
    Brighter and clearer.

    Cosy, cold days of winter
    Her eyes,
    Bright as crystals.
    Her skin, white as snow.

    Her hair, soft as a feather.
    Her lips, red as a cherry.
    Her smile, beautiful as always.
    Her thoughts, alluring as her soul.

    She looks at me
    Our heartbeats sync.
    We talk for hours
    With our mouths shut.

    The night gets colder and darker.
    Our love goes deeper than the ocean
    We look at the smiling stars
    Scattered in the silent sky.

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