shaming sun's glow,
intoxicating rapture.
Absinthe eyes
hypnotize, gods
become mortal
and the universe
stops for us.
Your smile sparkles, shaming sun's glow, intoxicating rapture. Absinthe eyes hypnotize, gods become mortal and the universe stops for us. Author notes"Since we met seconds no longer split/instead that retain flashes of fantasy/which seem to pause beauty perfect." - Mark Griffin In a listA contest entry
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