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Aster's for Asteria
My eyes are yours,
Always to be entranced by yours.
Just as Hera have the power over the skies,
You hold all my skies.
Your tears are my tempest,
Your smiles are my treasured temples
And your silence is my obit.
Your eyes are not mine,
To behold or to hold
Even when they hold
the entirety of my being.
Such a sight in the eyes of the beholder,
That you defies the beauty of Hera.
Not mine to admire, adore and adhere.
For you, I would willingly nurture
The asters in my lungs.
Even, if it subsqester my breath
As you always do.
They say,
Eyes are the mirror of soul.
In my eyes,
You are my Asteria.
© silu_chk
#unrequitedlove #unattainablelove #poetrylovers
Always to be entranced by yours.
Just as Hera have the power over the skies,
You hold all my skies.
Your tears are my tempest,
Your smiles are my treasured temples
And your silence is my obit.
Your eyes are not mine,
To behold or to hold
Even when they hold
the entirety of my being.
Such a sight in the eyes of the beholder,
That you defies the beauty of Hera.
Not mine to admire, adore and adhere.
For you, I would willingly nurture
The asters in my lungs.
Even, if it subsqester my breath
As you always do.
They say,
Eyes are the mirror of soul.
In my eyes,
You are my Asteria.
© silu_chk
#unrequitedlove #unattainablelove #poetrylovers
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