My name is Luke.
I hate mosquitoes.
Eye LashesWhenever you dance along with meEye Lashes by lukerbs
Your eyes speak to me louder than your words.
I am whispered a love song with every flutter of your lashes,
A serenade with every flicker and shimmer of those full moon eyes.
They sing me a nocturne when sleep outweighs excitement
Until your eyes drift off to the sweetest midnight lullaby.
A Poem by LukeOh, eagle soaring to skies unknownA Poem by Luke by lukerbs
Searching far and wide for fertile ground
At the ring of the passing bell he doth bemoan
Abound come round that tainted sound
He doth beseech that ground beneath
Where the seas have gone dry and the rain has ceased
With verdancies and flowering never a bequeath
From virtue and rectitude he turns to beast