Blue Eyes
my Chocolate Lime eyes
are no match
for your piercing Blue ones
when they look into me
i can't see into them
i can hardly look at them
for their presence overwhelms me
i hate that.
i had myself convinced
that i hated your endless Eyes and
that i hated you
because i could no longer reach you,
since last spring
but when i saw you again
in some form,
in a picture of the past,
i realized that i had been Fooling myself
and now once more my heart Hurts
with the pain of impossibility.
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