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The blue-green horizon of
your eyes is the most beautiful
site I have ever seen,
that I have ever dreamed of—

I walk the landscape to

our love every time I close

my eyes.

I can’t stop staring deep

into those beautiful bulbs

of brilliance, the illumination

to my inspiration, the vision

to the vulnerability of my soul, to the
beauty I have always been

writing about but never have seen
but now I have seen the world
just in the color of your eyes

You write the words to my

poetry with just a smile,

with just the flicker of your
eye lashes, with the brilliant beams

of beauty, the radiation of your luminous eyes,
ablaze in the fires of my

soul

It’s the way you say

sorry, the way you

look at me like I’m a god, the
way your curiosity runs wild like

the rivers of my words.

It’s how you laugh and fall

backwards on the carpeted floor like

you want me to be lying next to you—

the way your cheeks get rosy

when you realize I can read your

facial expressions and body

language.

And I find myself staring

deep into your eyes again, those

oceans I love to swim in.

I love you.