When Eyes Open

When I look into your eyes

I.  Indeed.

Look.  Look through the eyes of love

You look fantastic.

At the bottom of everything

Lash mascara

Eyes open

Eyes blinking.

Kanye loves Kanye

Blunt eyes stare down.  Hopeless.

Helpless romantic but blue twisted orange organic free-wheeling ecstasy.

And all for the love of you.

Easy Sunday mornings cream cheese soft spreadable over papers and popcorn.

I’ve never broken a mirror and now the world repays me.

Skip over cracks and serve up sticky sweet edible pink goo to just you

No one else.

I will be defined by you

Eyeliner = love.

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