Describe

by Jan Mikko C. Canarias

Your eyes are deep,
so mysterious that i craze to discover,
your lips are crimson red
like clouds stroke by the sun’s rays during the sunset,
your hands are fine,
so fine that it could sketch me beside your arms,
every time we are together is like a dream
but the pinching make you so real.
(re-entry: from my multiply account)
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