winking
Im infatuated with your ways
And in your heart lays the truth
Of what happens there to your bones as
Your eyes meet with mine
How perfect they are from afar
Untouched and blossoming with mascara
You unfold like an umbrella as you offer me your tears
So that you know this Is not without care
I want to show you exactly how you stare
At perfection.
With one eye open and the other winking.


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