If I could live in your eyes,
Imprisoned in the white chasm,
Revolving around the dark orb
Like a wet follicle;
Swimming in tears,
Kissing the red sides,
Your eyebrows that seem to smile.
Swirling in ecstasy,
With your bloated mascara.
How I would love
To get lost in your eyes.
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Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on June 4, 2003
Outstanding imagery again
"How I would love
To get lost in your eyes."
Peg
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"How I would love
To get lost in your eyes."
Peg