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Amber Pools

I don’t remember anything but those amber eyes

By Isabella WalkerPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

I don’t remember how it all fell apart

or why I stayed so long

or if the love was ever real

—

I don’t remember the last thing I said to you

or the last time I kissed you

or the last goodbye

—

I don’t remember the tone of your voice

or the sound of your laugh

or the taste of your lips

—

I don’t remember the first time we touched

or the first time we laughed

or the first time we loved

—

But I remember those eyes

the way they captured mine

And how brown mixed with gold

creating amber flakes

igniting me inside

I wanted to swim in the fire

of your eyes full of desire

So I dove in under your skin

and all I remember is that

amber glow from within

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Isabella Walker

I'm trying my best so if you're reading this, thank you! (Most of these pieces I will be revising and editing throughout this process, keep coming back for updated pieces!!)

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    Written by Isabella Walker