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Our Eyes

They tell a story of past lovers and an idea of futuristic relationships.
The sign of authenticity,
In a man, a woman, or both,
Has always been their eyes.

One may have bright eyes,
Or dark gloomy ones,
It’s not their colors that matter.

When I look into a pair,
What I look for,
Has always been emotions.

A downward glance,
Paired with a blush,
Means shame or adoration.

Some may stare,
That’s when I know,
The true will of the owner.

Eyes, they may be,
Always will be,
Never won’t be lovely.
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Published: 4/16/2015
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