What do her eyes wish to tell me that her lips hold back?
What is it that makes her breath dance with her pulse?
My fingertips gently paint unseen lines along her blushing cheek.
Her hair washes across mine as her smile plays hide and seek.
Deep, is the ocean that hides behind her eyes, she wants me to see.
For her pupils dilate to show more, when she is in waltz, with me.
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