Mono,

By Eoz Eanj · May 31, 2010 ·
  1. For you wore my green eyes, black,
    back, into pupils, they slid,
    to nestle among the twig-like appendages,
    of these bloodied, crying eyes.
    See, you make me feel like I am alive;
    Living, instead of just, floating, existing,
    around ‘here’ and ‘them’.
    And what purpose do I serve, without you?
    Smiling at me, as we pass each other ..
    I hope you always think I’m pretty,
    even with my hair up and skirt down ;
    Being without you is awful,
    despite the want,
    for other places to go,
    for other people to meet;
    I just I hope I never miss you,
    even when you’re around.

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