He makes me shiver with pleasure.
With only a stare of intrusiveness|
His eyes, those eyes
Bore down into mine
Like searching my soul
Or maybe his intent was to break me down
To analyze my walls that I built ever so nicely.
Does he wonder if he is strong enough to collide?
As our eyes entwine, I wish to look away
But his eyes, those eye, like magnets of demands
Displays a thirst like no other
His goal is to scrutinize, without a doubt
Will there be remorse or sudden disenchantment
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