Something in those soulful eyes of yours.
The way you sit so still,
So at peace with yourself.
When I say things,
You listen, making me confident oneself
It makes me want to babble sentences
Unveil, unlock myself
Strip down the core of my existence
Let you see my clandestine self
My asininity, meaningless chuckles
Abrasion, kept only to oneself
Some contriteness hidden too
From the waking world itself.

© TofN

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