Glare

Glare

A Poem by Neville
"

I doubt they will ever be as blue as she makes out them to be 🤍

"

Glare



Because


it now hurts


so much


to see ..


He no longer


fears


going blind ..


But


nevertheless,


he still


remembers


to this


very day


the moment


his


whisky sour


turned


bitter sweet,


under


the glare


of her


baby blue eyes ..

© 2024 Neville


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Added on September 16, 2024
Last Updated on September 16, 2024

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Neville
Neville

Gone West folks....., United Kingdom



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