44. Pregnancy Hormones

I want to read your eyes, through the late night, in a calming, frantic embrace.

Interpret the poems in the black ball,

found myself covered in longing there.

I want to look at you closer, closer,

linger, find out what secrets you have, what spells you read.

Until it makes me half crazy when you're not there.

I like the thought of being your eyes. Know what you want and don't want to see. Learn how you see things. Know what color you like. Occasionally feel how you grieve. How do you stay strong?

I want to understand how it feels to be your eyes. Then understand what you feel when you look at me.

If only swapping eyes could be done.

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Zeno looked at the still full moon with sadness. He felt empty and abandoned by Cia because of his selfishness. Prestige admits mistakes and jealousy covers up a passionate longing.

Yesterday, when the lycan troop retur