Looking at nature, stares into the eyes of the beholder.
A red apple in her hands,
Doesn't quite understand..
What can you bring unto life,
She wonders, and holds the knife.
If she cut it in two,
What does she have to lose..
She can share her fruit, and bare her boldness.
She can whisper her thoughts, and her feelings she can confess.
Now if you want a piece of this prize,
Close your unforgettable eyes.
Draw in your mind, what you need,
And never, ever, let them see you bleed.
©terrylin53
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