Blind eyes.
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From this reflection of glass I watched your cheeks turn plum red. I could realize that our eyes didn’t blink but once. So I watched as the smiles danced around your eyes. And my heart told you; it’s only a little time before our hearts completely stop.
Stop. Look away. This is pure torment. Your sensual I’m passionate. You start to desire, and I start to visualize how I’m going to set you ablaze. This is guilt. It’s painful guilt. I want your lips. I want them to travel everywhere. I want a meltdown. I want this fire to start, to burn strong, to burn dark. The temperature rises to hot. Lets stop. Stop watching each other before we get burned.
I watch you closely;
I’ve realized that I’m missing you more.
Even though,
I’m seeing you a lot more.
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