Mister

I was never good at looking

Into the eyes of the person I

Was conversing with because they

Say eyes are the window to the soul

And maybe my heart knew not

To be exposed to souls that weren’t

Supposed to be active in my life

Until now when I lay down

And look right into your brown eyes

I know you are the one whom

My soul loves and it’s been you all along.

I find it so easy and so simple

To look into yours because

You told me you found your good thing

And I am pleased,

My beloved.

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