POEM: PERFECT YOU

Your kiss was perfect,
the way you closed your eyes every time I kissed you,
the way you kept hold of me every time I said goodbye going to work,
the way you looked at me each time you woke up next to me.
Your eyes were perfect,
those blue eyes,
the way they changed color from blue to gray and sometimes hazel when you
looked at the sunset,
the way they became watery every time I mentioned how much I loved you.
Only a painful reminder of how they closed with tears rolling down your cheeks when
we parted ways, is a memory I am now left with.

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