A Breath Away
When evening falls upon me gently
his eyes a breath away
I become a child rapt intently
like awaited gift on Christmas day
To peek through windows paled by slate
limbal ring that tone the blaze
brightly burning with loves desire
though unfulfilled and un acquired
They hold their gaze a relentless enduring
that something somehow will change
the clouds of doubt recurrently obscuring
obstacles of trust that keep them estranged
Rivers laced in liquid blues
with silver slivers running through
eyes of a soul that won't let go
of the dearest love he ever knew
Held in hazel and violet ring
staring back a soulful thing
that neither two would dare refute
a love no time nor distance dilute
The day of Christ with gift to bare
knew sorrows unseen or heard
alike this story too has fared
so to placid waters deferred
And yet no love as true as this
could bare the sight no less a gift
though for a moment then dismissed
the most beautiful eyes I've ever missed
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