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Feb 17
Your eyes,
Those eyes of yours,
They draw me in,
They grab ahold of my soul.
I’m ready for them to take all control.
Like you really want to know me.
I hope my eyes do the same.
I’d love to join in the staring game.
The feelings they heal way down deep.
I can see myself falling weak.
By weak I mean in my knees.
I feel with you I am seen.
I bet just one look into those eyes Id melt,
If you only knew just what I felt.
Leanne
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Leanne  40/F/United States
(40/F/United States)   
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