in love

i can’t help it,
if he is so pretty,
but stare.

it had been such a long time
since i last had eyes
for someone
like i have eyes for him.

if i could, i’d
photograph every moment,
every frame,
capture them in paper
(similiar to the way
i capture ’em in my mind)

me, who walked barefooted
in hot-stone paths.
I needed this heavenly figure
to lay my eyes on…

and he… oh, the best!

he is the most fresh
sight
for my sore eyes…

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