I called her

Updated: Jul 20

Originally published July 2022

Traces of amber in her tones of perse

I, a lover of eyes

Yet never saw any as stunning as hers

Graced with a heart shaped optic

Was compelled to be

Captured by her infatuation, so frantic

Reluctant to give her any confession

Longing the touch of her voice against my ears

Her radiant smile leaving a lasting impression

A first love a-blooming

The adoration I wish to offer

Fills my entire soul, consuming

Her reciprocations a remaining blur

This writing is paired with the art piece 'Watchers of Love' and can be found here.

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