April 4, 2008
It invades you and sets up
camp in your face.
Glowing outside
from within.
Your eyes spread
and your crystal blue irises
sparkle. Your pupils reflect
the object of your adoration.
I want to be that object.
I want to cause that
magical reaction in someone.
Make my image the one upside
down, frowning back at
me. In those wonder pools
Black-hole pupils bending
the space time between
body and soul.
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