Your Eyes


oh, how I marveled at
the blazing sun,
its burning heat
its cheerful radiant color
they remind me of your eyes
oh, your eyes, the day I met
you, one morning,
in a room so crowded
there, I saw you, just like
how a girl meets a boy
in the movies, in the novels
your eyes bear a beautiful story
your eyes hold a burning fire for life
your eyes support a wild phenomenal dream
I have your eyes then
etched into my heart,
carved into my soul,
engraved in my thoughts
chiseled in every syllable
inscribed in every verse
of my poetry, of my prose
your eyes
your eyes
my heart’s home
my soul’s resting place
your eyes
your eyes
my love

for kate’s Friday Fun

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