The Most Beautiful Thing -Contest-
Round orbs stare into my eyes,
Sparkling with the beauty of the sun caught inside;
They laugh and smile on their own.
Brown-golden suns reflect in the center,
They lead out to the most beautiful green.
Transfixed, they are the most beautiful things.
They hold pure un-judging love;
My heart beats a startled thrum,
Unsteady with this love.
Staring me straight in the eyes,
They speak, they whisper, they sing, they cry.
I trust them, more than I've ever trusted anything,
They don't lie, they don't hide.
Tears fill my eyes, for reasons that are not sad,
They pour out and down my cheeks,
Tinted with the painted blue in mine.
I stare at the most beautiful mixture I've ever seen,
Rimmed in long black lashes,
They stare only at me.
God gifted me with this art,
To stare at such beauty;
To hold its gaze for all of time.
This mutual stare is claimed forever as mine.
I swear I'll never let it go.
Beautiful green and gold,
Beautiful suns, my love they hold.
His beautiful loving eyes...
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