I love when
my eyes cross yours
in a table full of people
who got no idea
about the fire
we set
to each other souls.
And
I love those
tiny little smiles
we give like
we’re about to say “let’s escape”
and somehow
we both know
where we would go
if we could.
Before I met you
I never knew
that two brown eyes
could give me peace
of the deepest oceans
by setting
my soul on fire
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