Eyes
Fall for the way she sees
They will never age
When you fall for a constant
You will never feel the change.
As brown turns to ash
Her complexion fades
And your skin gathers
The looking glass will never change,
Growing old but never alters
You find yourself in the black center.
So immersed in each other you lose awareness,
And everything else fades away;
You're trapped in each other.
Once you escape the void
You move on to the elements
Swimming in the ocean,
Running on dirt,
Climbing a tree
Or anything in between
The adventure of the color
Is the only thing you see
As she grows old
That color radiates
So fall for the way she sees
They will never change.
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