Sappy Romance- A Poem

A loose braid

draped over her  shoulder

dewey hands playfully inspecting

his scruffy cheeks

wispy bangs

blown sideways by restless lips

conversations that seem like five minutes

actually last five hours

thoughts like sap, drip into words

green eyes

gazing

brown eyes

smiling through dark lashes

or maybe they are hazel?

you can no longer tell

because both your eyes are finally closed

inseparable

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