femmedom,  Kink of the Week

Those Green Eyes

Just give me those green eyes

Green eyes, turned up to catch the starlight

Green eyes, smiling at the moon
Smiling at me with their flecks of perfect gold, freckled and heavy with lashes too heavy to flutter
Perfect feathers to flirt with, darting, don’t look away, not yet
Hold me in your gaze and be held by mine, be still and sink into me, say it all with just a look;
Tell me how you need it
What you want
How you need it
How you’ll weep salty tears for my touch, craven and pale in the night.
No need to cry, crying only makes your green eyes blue.

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