Crooked Eyes – December 20, 2019

The pictures

I paint in my mind.

You, your beautiful

A mess

And strong.

Your hair is dirty and unnatural .

Your words come easy,

And so do you.

The trust you give

Makes my head tilt

As I look back at you

With crooked eyes.

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