Slave for the eyes
Enslave me, black chinese eyes..
Caress me with mighty jolts of electricity at every sight
The way you focus, melts my undying essence of madness
I die peacefully as you speak through my eyes
The frowns that I behold, flies as those look arrive,
Enticing lines of your eyelids, an ignition of my excitement
Thin eye opening that emphasizes a feeling of cannabis injection
Expanding the wells of my dripping ecstacy,
in times of personal shadows of despair..
Through and through my connections pass your domain,
Leaking souls of myself.. slightly wasted incompetence
to perfection of a creature’s eyes.
Dull moments rise like a marketplace’s 6am,
instances where an image of chinese eyes form.
Indeed, I’m a prisoner of another type..
Dreadfully waiting a look at the eyes,
stucked on a figure of imagination for the high,
for chinese eyes trapped in my veins,
pumping those strangled clots into splatters in my brain.
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