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The Eyes Have It

Soulful eyes, warm pools of dark mystery framed by shimmering cascades of gold, enthralled and beckoned long before the first "Hello" led to marathon talks. Smiling, moist, red lips lured and teased during chance meetings ages before slender, agile bodies merged in explosive desire; before she gazed into his eyes and sang "We've Only Just Begun" and lovers in white lace and tuxedo said "I do" and honeymooned in Hawaii. Year five--the dark eyes still beckon; the golden cascades still shine and flow; the lips--still pouty, teasing, and red-- whisper of love to him nightly. Year ten--the golden waves are gone, replaced by the career woman's practical bob; the once-red and alluring lips, now often unenhanced, sweetly sing "Go to sleep, O my babies" and describe her day. She speaks at him, eyes focused elsewhere. He listens, his gaze directly on her, still enthralled with all that is her world, grieving the gradual diminishing of their world. Details of his day bounce off her retreating back. Still, his heart is warm; his eyes, on her. At night he reaches for her, often seeing that her eyes are closed. posted April 25, 2016 July 8, 2017, entered in Daniel Turner's The Eyes Have It Contest January 29, 2020, entered in Brian Strand's Contest 660

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Date: 4/26/2016 8:27:00 PM
Janice, this is outstanding, you are an amazing storyteller, I am loving this 7 ~
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Janice Canerdy
Date: 4/26/2016 8:51:00 PM
Constance, thank you so much! Janice
Date: 4/25/2016 9:27:00 PM
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Janice Canerdy
Date: 4/25/2016 10:25:00 PM
Thank you so much, Robert! Janice