That Look - Poem by ilo Guerrero
One look back and it was imprinted.
Sun light skipping through the open window to illuminate those soft, smooth, amazing features.
Sea deep eyes staring towards me, a smile, shot at me, it kills me every time.
The hair down on my shoulder.
The water running down the curves.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.
Moments like these can’t be lived forever, they live in a time, a moment.
Frozen there in space to be called upon only by memory.
Only to be appreciated after it’s over
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