 | They are the eeriest brown orbs,
So deep you could mistake black.
So huge they could swallow you whole,
But you'd never think them a void.
You wonder then where they could lead...
And after you've taken in her entire form,
Which strikes you all at once,
Every feature with its splendour:
her nose, her lips, her ears, her brow,
her skin, her hands, her shape,
her perfect butterfly kiss eyelashes.
You're helplessy pulled into those deep wet orbs.
Your palms sweat, pulse races, forget to breathe
Your only thoughts be
What is she thinking?
What has she seen?
You'd never expect an answer
You find nothing can stop you from asking
You shoot up in the night wondering if it could really be
You swiming one day in the depths of those eery brown seas
So deep you mistake them for black.
So huge they've swallowed you whole.
Is there an earthly way to satisfy,
The beckoning mysteries of Karina Ann's eyes? |  |
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