girl 1
eyes
do not
age.
they'll always be bright enough dancing with light
to make the bluejays jealous and they'll be deep and mysterious enough to plant elm trees in
they're honest and so loving and
b e a u t i f u l and it's so hard
to not fall in love with a person's eyes.
if you fall for what's beyond the outer wall you may n e v e r
find your way out again
you do not need to be
a girl who is waiting for flowers and showered with gifts
and candlelight and walks on the beach
girls like you are beautiful forces of nature
part forest, part ocean, part fire in your eyes
let them hear you, let them feel
the burn of your gaze
you are here and you are upset
and that's okay
wipe the grimy sky clean to let the light shine through.
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