Written by Tabalith – Instagram: @taba_lith
Behold my white eyes
They are the first thing you get addicted to,
They will follow every one of your steps,
Observing the movement of your hands.
How they yearn to land on my treasure island
And how they are not allowed to,
But my hungry eyes
They will give you a silent allowance
And your hands will come closer,
So close,
As if they’re about to land on me,
Just to fly away, back again
To a country I have not discovered
Yet
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