"Alexandria" [Poem for Alexandria #12]

a pair of tired eyes, resting over a pair of 

lips forever longing for a kiss

even an unpolluted night sky could not outshine her brilliance

x'd out eyes gaze upon this beauty, eyes of none other than

an eccentric bloke by the

name of sabik. always

dead inside until she

revived him.

impressive,

alexandria

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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