i think that when i travel i will take your eyes with me and pinky-promise to keep them safe behind my own and then you’ll see it too, the brown or green or any other behind my blue gaze (but you will never be blue – my jealousy of colors runs deep and i am oh-so unwilling to share my truest self, no matter how sweet your smile might seem). so a kiss on the nose and another for luck and OH darling, don’t make it so hard not to stay; you know there’s a world whose underlit surface i’m just itching to scratch with my own bare hands, so unless you’ve got something perfectly charmingly delightfully dashing to say that might very well tease me into wanting to stay…

i’ve a sunset or morning out there somewhere to chase.

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