I write a poem about your eyes
so that I don’t cry
Tears are beautiful in your eyes
if they come out of joy or happiness or laughter but not of pain or sadness
Maybe sunlight without glasses makes you cry but not weep
But if you weep it’s beautiful
When you’re so filled with giddy that weeping is necessary
Your eyes are blue
But blue as in the color, not the mood
When I see your eyes my mood is good
I smile and think how lucky I am
How fortunate that your eyes look upon mine
Shiny and blue with white and black that surrounds the outer and inner
Like the sky and earth and thunder and rain
If I met your eyes in the rain I hope it would be under an umbrella
And we would be close and our hands would touch as we walk or stop
I think stopping would be fun if we could stop and stare into each others eyes
And kiss
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