The Eyes Through Which I Choose To See
All eyes are mine to choose,
and yet, these are the eyes I love.
They are the eyes that see only
the beauty of this world.
The world I dream all others
could embrace, as I embrace.
As I will always embrace.
My mother placed her lips
upon my eyelids,
whispered kisses for my soul
and these eyes,
that received her love,
must share it with the world
every time they open.
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