Her Eyes

Your eyes,

Dance and dash

Glance a tear,

Pierce a flash

They do my dear.

Your smile,

A beaming blush

A winsome white,

Sunny and flush

Always delight.

Your skin,

Writhes like flames

Aglow and chaste,

Burns like rains

Bleeding grace.

But your eyes,

Sere and ashen

Glim and pierce,

Ignite impassion

Fall and fierce.


The End

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