Chapter 23 of 37

Blue eyes

Poetry from a weird potato human137 words~1 min read

Your eyes are a silver blue

They look foggy yet at the same time clear as the waters

They lure me in like a trap

I know if I fall I will get hurt

But I also know if I don't risk it

I might get hurt even more

Your eyes they tell me something

One thing that wishers quietly

Maybe

Should I trust them and fall

Or should I not and feel regret

I would ask you but

It would make things more complicated

So for know I will wait

And wait

And wait

Until I know if it's safe

And when I'm more confident

So I, sorry if I seem uninterested

But truly I'm not

I'm very interested

But like I said

I have to be careful of that trap

Your beautiful silver blue eyes

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