starry eyes

By Rini -

 

I like the way you smile

It brights up the night

 

Your eyes are like

Those starry nights

 

Looking deep into them

I see a universe peeking back at me

 

There’s a whole different world

Inside those dark orbs

 

Those which felt empty

Seem to be filled with life

 

I can look into them for hours

And not get bored

 

Those dark marbles

Give life to the butterflies

Flying around us

Making this even more magical

 

I see pink hearts floating around

And heart shaped clouds flying by

I see cupid with its bow

Ready to shoot the arrow

And I am ready to fall so slow

Into your warmth, golden yellow

 

The sizzling sun doesn’t matter anymore

The burning ground is nothing at all

The hot summer is a bummer for sure

But I’m happy, as long as I can be with you me amor

 

You’re the love of my life

My not so long existence

But I still long for you

For I need what is mine

 

You look so perfect

But it’s not just the appearance I love

But sure it’s a bonus

It fits your personality so well

 

 

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