Jason Murray
So dark
Her eyes
Iris bleeds
Into the pupil
The first time
I saw them
Fell deep into
Those pools
So deep
I couldn't climb out
Hair floating
In a halo
Around her
Perfect face
How it snares me
Traps me
Takes me in
And comforts me
In its hold
Her hands
Small, blunted nails
Touching my face
And I drifted off
Asleep on the floor
Late for work
She simply had
To kiss me
And I thrilled
Lifted deep
In my soul
Captured, trapped
And Oh!
What a wonderful
Trap
May I stay in it
Forever.
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