Tiffany Gaze

Trapped in your gaze,
without permission.
To feel like you look,
a worthwhile mission.

Surrounded by darkness,
the specks in your eyes.
That’s when I want,
too late to realize.

No make-up needed,
I’m full of suspense.
Please change the title,
Self Portrait, Without Pretense.

 

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