Your eyes, my consciousness, and my eyes are drowning in my depth, so live me
Your eyes are sweet and rosy
Your eyes are a planet drier moving over my balconies
Your eyes are a moon that boasts among the stars with the sky of my darkness
Your eyes are soft hearts in my heart, so he forgets me
Your eyes are a flame of freedom I carry over my feet
Your eyes are a golden pen that only writes my finest novels
Your eyes are charitable islands that harbor only my dreams and my hopes
Your eyes are a mirror that does not reflect ... Do not tell only my truths
Your eyes are pink and their color is white like the color of my broth
Your eyes tell their love ... their love through time
Your eyes are a secret ... A robe that does not detract from even the apocryphal
Your eyes are the most beautiful of what they see in your love and the secret of my thoughts
Your eyes are an unforgettable past as long as it is spoken through time
Your eyes are a present that carries me from my sorrow to my joy
Your eyes come to preach to me in spring, glorifying the finest vessels
Your eyes are green, my lady has made me sick all the time
Your eyes, my pen and my nose are behind my eyelids
Your eyes are two love beds, a snatch from my heart, my heartbeat
Your eyes, my moon, overthrew my pen and my veins
Your eyes have been a dream of a sniper from a realist, anasthenic, even saddening me
Your eyes and my love and my nostalgia, I have two sins and meet them
Your eyes are in the sea, I love you, and I have hidden them
Your eyes ask for a heart that is fluent in love and palpitations
My eyes, my moon, say that my heart has in you all my hopes
Your eyes are a love boat in my heart and my ears are scattered in my uncle's eyes
Your eyes read, I thought I read in my mind my thoughts
The eyes of the Koran in the ear of Al-Reem boast of the deer
Your eyes, my mind and my pen were planted in the mind of creativity
Your eyes are my light and light around my night to my nostrils
Your eyes in the eyes of Derrar can not afford the most expensive
Your eyes ... your eyes ... your eyes ... the ah of your eyes
Your eyes, my moon, you are negative from my soul and my soul
Your eyes are a love story of Serta, a name for all stars
Your eyes are the coolest thing I love and I love islands around them
Your eyes ... your eyes ... your eyes
Secret and existential and more expensive than all things
Your eyes are the paradise of my dreams
I really enjoyed this poem. I love how it was not caught up in sentimentalism, but instead used metaphor, simile, and a number of other devices to make the message sparkle. So often poems that are devoted to love fall short when they tie themselves to sentimentalism, yours avoided this and transcended it. Great poem.
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That was sweet!
And the next prompt is:
https://steemit.com/freewrite/@mariannewest/day-388-5-minute-freewrite-monday-prompt-hamburger