I was afraid of loving eyes,
Yet lost myself in their disguise.
How can I fall for you so clueless?
Still feel the pain from all these bruises.
Your gaze, a labyrinth of fire,
Consumes my reason, stirs desire.
A fleeting spark, yet deeply bound,
In silence, where my heart is drowned.
The brightest flame burns out fastest.
Pretend like this remains unpracticed.
Just cover up me with your hugs
Erase my doubts. Cover cracks.
But flames that burn so fierce and high
Leave only ash when they must die.
So hold me close, don’t let me go,
Before the embers cease to glow.
I was afraid of loving eyes
© Copyright: Валерия Худякова, 2024
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