Hold my hand

One last time

Let them glisten

As they shine


Perfectly brown

Filled with warmth

Your soul crowned

In an open door.


They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. I truly believe it, because when I looked into his eyes, I saw his heart. As time went by, his eyes seemed more hidden. I no longer saw his soul, I just saw a closed window.

Painting: “A certain taste of life”- Linnea Strid

Posted by:simplyxliving

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