Your eyes are alluring, arresting my gaze.
But, I’ll pull away.
I can’t stay too long, living in your wise eyes.
I’d get lost,
gazing into your aquamarine pools.
I lose my way
in your jubilance
your wistful ways.
But, you’re more
more than your eyes,
more than your jubilance
your occupation
the people you know
more than me and you, too
I love you
more than the many reasons why.
Your radiance shines beyond skin and bones,
beyond what is seen,
surpassing all that I know.





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