EyesA Poem by Nami MachaeWhat is there, lying behind his eyes?Those eyes So cold Yet full of wonder Seeing right through you And straight into your soul Those eyes That follow your every move Memorizing your every detail You can't help but stare Into the beautiful blue Endless nights I've lied awake Just to think about His sealed, cold eyes
© 2014 Nami MachaeAuthor's Note
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