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For those who will never learn

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His smile is like a flower
Unfoldning only once per millenium
And when it does
You better pray that you are in his presence
For it is rich and warm and dark as the night
Allowing the stars to sparkle

His eyes are framed in kohl
Squinted like an egyptian princess
But his face is wide like a mongolian ruler
As the moon reflects upon his hair

I will sacrifice my sanity
Just to have him look at me
But he is translucent as the wind
His gaze is always unexpected
My words reduced to formalities and cliches
When all I want to say is;

Please.
Mister.
Teach me your fluid darkness.
Grant me a gaze, a… Touch
(This is a lie)

I ruminate.

I make up a dialogue that will never happen.

   

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