The sound of the empty hallway;;
Echoing through time, through space, through his eyes.
He’s hazardous, a heartbreak waiting to happen.
The combination to my heart is in his locker,
Don’t forget it;; [he’s a mistake in the making]
Voices, strained vocal cords making a beautiful;;
sound.
Scratching, pulling me to his tantalizing eyes;;
Whispering into the darkness,
Talking [softly] in the light;;
Those [oh.so] beautiful brown eyes.
Chasing the emotions off into a sea,
He’s swimming next to dolphins.
I’m drowning in a total love abyss.
[&&he’s more dangerous than a cup of cyanide;;
too bad we can‘t all have him]
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