Eyes

Three pairs of eyes — As I look into the mirror …

Stare back at me;

Two of which I hold so much dearer …

 

One is mine;

One is blue;

And, one is an altogether unknown hue.

 

And in these eyes…

I see myself … I see the depths of —

All the things I can’t disguise

 

They are my soul,

My life; My world in whole.

 

Often I have failed,

All that I love –

These endless thoughts do prevail.

 

I count the ways,

I’ve made mistakes …

Yet these eyes adore,

They raise the stakes …

 

My clearest blue,

My unknown hue …

I hold you high,

You are my glue.

 

And though I drift –

You light the way

Your souls … In my head …

The brightest gift; at break of day.

 

I am you, and you are me;

The only reason I see the sun.

In the darkness of this selfish sea.

 

Pray forgive my faults,

I’ve more than a few –

 

But it will be your eyes I hold onto

When my time; my season ends.

My sweetest blue,

My deepest hue.

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