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Your eyes speak with such a clarity intensity of fragrance above all roses is to breathe in the forever of your gaze inspiring the death of all others. The life of intense fragility closing; then opening like the buds of Spring. You hold in your hands of tenderness the ability to overrun the walls, to surmount the cities' defenses. Your eyes continually hypnotize counting the centuries of forever as mine. I don't know what it is about your eyes but I only need a moment in your presence to know that your eyes paint with colors over the canvas of my soul and create masterpieces at night when I count the stars. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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