What is it? Wonderland
What is it that ignites me?
What is it in his eyes that i see?
Is it his demeanor? His way of seeing?
What is it that draws me to his being?
What is it that keeps me busy
into his eyes falling
his own little Alice I might be
falling into his world, falling into weary
eyes that trap me
irisises that questions me
swirling like smoke into o's and question marks
asking questions like "Who might I be?"
Who might i be in his Wonderland
Who might I be falling into his eyes again?
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