It's Him
There's a soothing in his words,
Like balm on an injury it works.
The way he observes the little things she missed,
It makes her fall more deeply in his abyss.
There's a shine in his eyes when he talks about her,
Like the evening star constant in dusk.
The way his voice calls her name,
Her body shivers as her heart is flamed.
The way he observes the unseen,
She is left amazed as in b/w the lines he reads.
The way he looks in her eyes,
Like a deep emotion he seeks.
The way he makes her moan,
Like the best pleasure seeks to show on its own.
The way he carries her away,
Like she's the best thing for him ever indeed.
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