My Mistress' EyesA Poem by SiblingWeirdo love poem even though I don't believe in that s**t.
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the Sun.
They are like Mercury's Night Sky - Ablaze with endlessly cold dark light. A simple glimpse Eclipses all else - high tides, When our eyes align. The danger of drowning Within them dies, As soon as I dive... My stare dives directly into hers, I delve into greater silent discussions, In hopes to entice. In time, I realize that her eyes See deep beneath mine. They see my bare soul Filled with hope, Reflected from her eyes. Her glance is gathered galaxies, Her gaze resembles gold. Her eyes are deepest when closed. Let them SHINE. © 2014 SiblingAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSiblingDurban, KwaZulu Natal, South AfricaAboutMy name is Sibongokuhle Ngcobo. I am an aspiring human being who is vaguely tall, exceedingly dark and occasionally handsome. I believe in good vibrations. Vibe Wimme. more..Writing
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