Watching me

Tyrants gaze permeates 

His legs walk in time

Forever in my sight 

Unable to look away 

His beauty sensual 

Calling to me in the night

I wait at the gate 

His eyes permeate

Meeting mine

My insides delight.  

Author: halesbee

Struggling to manage her mental health but not giving up. Likes cooking and baking, poetry, music and losing days in Netflix.

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