Sizakele Phohleli
THE MYSTERIES OF A POETIC SOUL...
30.5.12
That awkward stare
I miss staring psycho deep in her eyes to a point of her discomfort,
To a point that she cringes and begs me to look away
Just to assure her that I have my eyes on her alone
That when I look at her my world feels complete
For it is complete
Because she completes me
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