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written by: L.M.Giannone



Eyes as green as emeralds, like deep hypnotic seas
Under spell in a trance, sending sparks right through me
Electricity coursing through my veins, drowning in your eyes
Running through their verdant meadows, soaring their azure skies
Emanating sunshine while planets orb around you
Moon glowing in honour, why can’t your eyes see what I do?



L. M. Giannone is a writer and poet living in the San Francisco Bay Area. Originally from Southern Connecticut, Lisa transplanted herself in California to escape the harsh winters and summers of New England.
She is the author of No Vacancy, a collection of humorous personal essays, and A Touch of Noir, a collection of short stories written in noir style. She has two books in the works for 2017 publication.

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