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About This Poem
His Tender Eyes
His eyes, so very intense they love to stare
Deep and dark they do pierce through her tender soul
His eyes cast a powerful wink, which has flair
He puts her in a trance one she can’t control
Color of his eyes is a beautiful brown
His eyes burn in hers even when she looks down
They have a glowing glare about them, tender
No matter her place she feels his eyes on her
Russell Sivey
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