My eyes
are dark, are twinkling, strange...
my eyes are dark and green
green like forests dense
with secrets
whispered through the air
My eyes
are large, are round, are open...
rather seldom seen
innocent, and puerile, strange
as secrets
they will never share
Please do not look at me
Please do not look at me
I have a way
around the see through
innocence
that is my eye
Look to me,
I look away
into the depth
of endless sky
I have a way
around the see through
innocence
that filters shame
Call to me,
I turn to forests dense
whose winds
whisper my name
Please do not look at me
Please do not look at me
I fear for all which you may see
Author notes
About my difficulty making eye contact with people.
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Wow, I love how you made this feel so intense.
I'm sad to say I would probably un-nerve you completely, as I am one who loves to lose myself in anothers eyes. I like the feeling of the connection.


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Oh, thank you so much. =) I don't think so, though... You seem like the kind of person who would make people feel comfortable around them easily hee.
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I do try Mary, but I do so love to swim in peoples souls by diving into their eyes. The thing is, is to be comfortable with yourself.
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Thank you... This is something I will keep in mind.
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