my eyes and blackholes i’ve always wanted my eyes to be the kind of eyes that make a person want to build societies out of dust. the kind that a person thinks and gets distracted by when they’re meant to be busy. the kind that makes you feel like you’re swimming through oceans of lust. the way yours make me feel, everyday. it wasn’t until today that i learned, my eyes are more powerful than a black hole, my eyes swallow your heart and never let go. they make you feel like the clocks have stopped ticking and you feel multitudes of emotions beating through your veins so. my eyes encapsulate the entire universe, and i wish they could be staring back at yours. with all my love, luna
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