Her Eyes

A hiaku for blue

By Nicholaus BrownleePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

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Eyes like the ocean

Allures every daring man

Calling to their souls

love poems

About the Creator

Nicholaus Brownlee

As one could tell from the fact I am here, I am an aspiring writer. I hope to one day publish a book I am writing, and writing here is great practice!

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A hiaku for blue

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Nicholaus Brownlee

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