Fall EyesMature

Your eyes

They shine so bright

Yet they can disguise

What it is you might

Feel for my person.

But you see for you

My strength have worsen

And you are all I view

In my near future

So please take the wound

In my heart and suture

It up, make it sound

Again. Look at me

Again with those eyes,

Warm brown of leaves

In fall that freely fly

And give me that

Dimpled smile while

We continue to chat

And I’ll go the extra mile

For you as long as you

Do the same for me too.

The End

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