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GETTING LOST IN HIS EYES

There is a way..the way..that way.
The color turns to bright sparkling green.
I know he remembers I know what he wants.
IAM a slave to those eyes.
I have been a slave for 20 years.
I never have had him fully but I feel I have had parts of him no one has.
I feel a connection so strong that it's real or I'm insane.
when I'm close to him I want to smell his neck I never want to forget it.
He has her and they have her. So many variables in place it is just like before it will never be more.
Hundreds of wishes on stars for one more kiss but I'm grateful for the sparkle that is what I would truly miss.
©letitfall