Ocean Eyes Of Love

Victoria Shepherd

That was the first time I saw him. I was in the shool's library, studying, obviously. He looked up with his light blue eyes. This was the most beautiful shade of the colour I've ever seen. When he looked at me, I just got lost in that cosmos of his. Than, I woke up. I was sad about that dream wasn't real but I remembered, that I will still see him tomorrow. This thought got me a bit of the pink cloud along with happiness and exciting. I looked for my digital clock. It was 1 a.m. For the last time I looked at the shining stars and the full moon and went back to sleep. The next day, the ocean blue eyed boy asked me for a date. I was really happy of this step. This was a year ago, nowadays we live in the same apartment and he suprised me a little doggy.

2020-06-05 11:06:49

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STELLA RAYMOND

Dear, what is the name of this poem?

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2020-06-05 13:58:13

Victoria Shepherd

Umm.... good question

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