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Hello loves,

Have you ever wanted to be an open canvas painting?Iconic and all but you are out there for everyone to see and try to figure out the details,inspiration and feeling behind you

The resurgence series(part3)

Why won’t someone tell me that I’m easy to read and see through

That I have a direct pathway from my eyes to the depths of my soul

Easy to uncover like words written in bold on a plain white canvas sheet

That my every emotion is embedded on the shallow pits of my eyes and everything I refuse to admit is right on these Navy irises

When I’m angry, they darken

When happy,they sparkle

When nervous they rapidly shift

When sad,they turn to dull

When excited they dance on their white veined stage

Why won’t they see that stare that is incredibly soft,angelic and affectionate with a tiny of bitterness under the curves

With an immense amount of goofiness,full of admiration and maybe a bit of nervousness

But with each look there will search for contentment and wholeness all the time

But for now these Navy irises remain warm and yellow to everyone on the outside

Full of love,valour and sunshine to everyone who see their gleam and glimmer

Love,Vickie 💞