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Waves

I see water...different shades and depths of water.

Eyes that exude calm and warmth, he is the sun to me. Bright and peaceful. He is the sky. He is a paradox, flame and water. You could feel the calm and the heat. I can't describe it,

My words are failing me and my pen can't write this. I speak of his truth, I look at those eyes and I feel myself sink into that river of his,

 That endless ocean that rest dormant like a volcano, And I wait, I wait for the day I'd see the wrath of his eyes. Damn him, damn what those eyes do to me,

And here I am,

Falling and Drowning in those catastrophic blue eyes of his. Yet, dangerous and drowning. Eyes that hold me captive. I see everything he is and could be. He is a river flowing gently,

 Those eyes called to me, I took the bait, I swam. Haven't met a man like him who does these things to me, make me do things I normally wouldn't do, 

 Can't explain it, can't describe it.

 His gaze is melting, it scorches and yet it quenches my thirst. I get lost sometimes in his orbs. But I'm willing,

 Cause, he got lost too, in mine. Connected by more than just gazes, we were bonded in soul.

We were soulmates. This I could not deny. He didn't blink.

Neither did I,

We became one.


Written by (Monijesu)Phaserprime and Idowu Taiwo(Taiwolilly)
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Sometimes we can't explain love, but we know how it makes us feel.

True love has no reason, it is selfless, kind, not easily angered and it keeps no record of wrong.

I pray we all find a love like that. It's your girl Taiwolilly, don't forget to comment and sunscribe!

Tell me all about your experience, the good the bad, the ugly, I'm all ears!

I'll share mine in the comment section below 😉 Love ya. Muah😘

Comments

  1. Soooo, I'm single, so I don't know too much about this love thing🙈 but I do know who and what I want. I know the kind of man I want to spend the rest of my life with. True love shouldn't fade with time, after all, God still loves us despite all we've done. I think that is the kind of love I want, a love without reason.
    Let me hear your thoughts fam😁👌

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  2. For me, love makes sense when the two are "lost" in it. Mutual appreciation of uniqueness, mutual wonder, mutual commitment. This mutual connection leads to a journey that gets better every day.

    I loved the line where you said both of them didn't blink...👌

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    1. Thank you so much for your contribution dear🤗❤ Much appreciated.

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