When I gaze in your eyes I fall under a spell of tranquility quelling my mental and mortal hell.
Each day could be worse but its still better with you even if we can't talk knowing your there is a beautiful thing. It also makes the moments we can talk more precious.
A physical embodiment of morphine filling me with euphoric sensations ravaging my brains synapses for an override reset from chaotic mind to water calm and still like ice.




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