Monday, May 25, 2020

The Soulmate


He had the color





Of onyx eyes





Now I turn to black galaxies before darkness was invented;





In black, pitch dark eyes which consume me as I fade into you.





He was beautiful, so beautiful I felt my heart give a leap.





His smile was so warm.





But now I return to the cold where my heart was almost kept near.





But there you are.





With black, pitch dark eyes.


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