Gentle eyes stare off,
a hard brown outline.
batting eyelashes,
modesty not to be seen.
An almond outlook,
compelling curves to follow
Once closed, lost among the ridges
Hidden, only to be seen again.
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- The blue was once sea, the green was once grass. Enough said.
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