Innermosts - 3/20/14

His eyes look so deep into mine

that I don't dare look too long

I'm intrigued

yet scared

that if I look in and try to understand

he will surely reach in

and grasp my innermost.

He'll keep it for himself

so I'll never be able to

reach out again

and leave without feeling like I left behind

those innermosts

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