but far from worries.
I find that enjoying
his eyes is like looking into clean water,
my reflection is altered;
I have transformed into his partner
As I stare into his big brown eyes, in my chair I sink.
The man stole all my blinks
pupils more effective than an alcoholic drink;
intoxicate me enough to show you my kinks.
His big brown eyes are the best part of my day.
So maybe I'll get out of my own way
listen to when he says he's really trying to stay.
If I stare into his big brown eyes, I know I will believe him one day.
Author Bio:
Sevoy Duncan has 19 years of passion for writing, since the first time holding a pencil.