she became her own
personal shade of blue,
at war with the dusky,
almost-angry
glint of his
prussian blue iris,
and dreamt of a day
when she would
be immune
to that cataclysmic sky
in his eyes
which ends up
infecting her like a virus!
©Aaysid
“You can only be jealous of someone who has something you think you ought to have yourself.”
Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale
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Nice
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Thank you, Paula.😊
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🖤🖤🖤 Beautifully done
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Thank you so much.😊
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Your words are intriguing twists and turns. Nicely done, Aaysid. 🙂
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Thank you so much for your kind words, Terveen.😊😊
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Excellent poem, Aaysid. The quote is perfect.
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Thank you so much, Jeff.😊😊
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Beautiful poem Aaysid 👏🏻
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Thank you so much.🙂
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A passionate and intense poem, Aaysid. Oh, those eyes.
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Thank you so much.😊🌸
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