Wednesday 7 September 2016

Ochre

I get lost in your eyes.
They are a barren landscape.
Darker than all my suspicions.
Darker than me.

I stumble over this rocky terrain.
Distracted by all this beauty.
Eager to explore some more.

I get lost in your eyes.
They are a barren landscape.
Darker than all my inhibitions.
Darker than me.

I stumble onwards.
Though I am so very lost.
I stumble forwards.
Eager, so eager.

Bore into me as I bore into you.

I get lost in your eyes.
They are a barren landscape.
Darker than all my suspicions.
Darker than me.


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