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Your eyes are hypnotic
As two moonbeams
Perched across darker skies
They glow brilliantly
Alluring they are
Gently drawing you in
Sigh… only mine eyes
Seem to understand
The pull of their gravity
The gravity of their beauty
Tempted to pour my heart out
Inspired by your sparkling eyes
Am taken in
Such heartfelt candour
Quite unheard of
Their gaze slips through my armor
Like a missile
You blow me away
Knowing my core will break
There will be a breach
I will stare from a far
At those sparkling  eyes

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