Shape Shifting EyesHer eyes are like fragments of the sky,Overcast with grey clouds when distraught,Bottle green when intrigued and questioning, Brilliant blue when I make her laugh.I can count each and every lash,As they flutter delicately against pale skin,And high fine porcelain cheek bones,Like malleable crystalline snowflakes.My perspicacious love's shape shifting eyes,Like the exotic smooth scales of a chameleon,Hold me incarcerated, I'm enthralled,A content detainee, forever in her arms.Her eyes are like the ocean, serene and deep,With depths unimaginable, nearly indiscernible,As I search for just a few moments longer,I unea
Glass UmbrellasMendacious glass alien umbrellas,In hostile lugubrious flight,Detective with his plastic lace monocle,With his gravity literature story in hand.A pretentious pocket rabbit with a secret,With a stoic watching tea cup on his nose,Vivacious skeleton damsel wishes for an end,To malicious distress of an overwrought duchess.Lock up melancholy blasphemous cinema,Disintegrate a hushed up key,Astounding Confucian, it's time to relinquish,Dissociate from telescopic sacred oceanic fingernails.Succumbing to corresponding corroding anticipation,Deranged pouty heart shaped cherry lips,Giraffe taboo geared at astro goggles,To a
They have safety catches on them, though...
And I am confused by the amount of people who want to be hand cuffed by me, it's like WHY