You looked at me With your tired eyes Not able to, you still prise Soothing it is, do you agree? The black Mascara Accentuating your lashes Our eyes meet in flashes Losing slowly in an old era Nobody is around us At least I don't see a soul In the garden of Eden, we stroll All sorted out, there is no fuss Dancing with hand in hand With our fingers clung tight To the mellifluous band Please, dim the light! Wishing this night stayed till Infinity You and me, eyes to eyes, soul to soul Slowly we slip in the night, don't cajole Inebriated by your love, to divinity Photo by Roberto Nickson on Unsplash Click here to read Losing Myself
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