in the canvas of the whites of my eye
Something akin fear,
Swims in his
China blue eyes.
Several moons hang,
Almost full,
In his china blue eyes.
I wait for
His severe beauty
To break me down,
Instead
Tears well up,
And now something akin sadness
Swims in his eyes,
And I look away.
I don't care how many you write!I could read them everyday! Each one seems such a genuine expression & I like when you rewrite them like the violet eyes ones. I feel like part of the creative process. Awesome, uglygirl.
I totally agree with l>t - "genuine expression"...it just seems so subtle, and yet so expressive...nice..
how can u b so prolific n still have this quality?u never cease to wonder me.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaathanks you guys.*blushing till my roots*
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I don't care how many you write!I could read them everyday! Each one seems such a genuine expression & I like when you rewrite them like the violet eyes ones. I feel like part of the creative process. Awesome, uglygirl.
I totally agree with l>t - "genuine expression"...it just seems so subtle, and yet so expressive...nice..
how can u b so prolific n still have this quality?
u never cease to wonder me.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
thanks you guys.
*blushing till my roots*
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