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talking eyelids

I listen as she blinks her eyes

chirping as crickets do when they sing to the moon

and I can't help but to smile. 

She reminds me of a grassy field dancing in the wind against the night,

and I just lay among her soft blades counting her lucky stars

where cherry blossoms escape and explode like fireworks.

This is love deep, and I can't stop myself from sinking in deeper.

I just lay there

listening as her eyes chirp at the moon,

feeling her heart beat against mine,

and then she whispers to me

"tu eres mi corazon, eres mi alma"

and I can't help but to smile.

◄ wails and moans

dirty bullshit that smells clean and dream boards ►

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<Deleted User> (33719)

Tue 9th Aug 2022 23:41

How lovely and so beautifully expressed Matt. 💗

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