his eyes, my valentine

my forever valentine xo

I'm really a romantic at heart.  Not in the traditional sense, but when it comes to this man ... I swoon every day.

soft brown, bordering on hazel, specks of green and gold fill his eyes

dark lashes shading, encompassing, defending

his eyes dance mischievously in cheeky pleasure

Laugh lines creasing the edges, well defined from teasing wit

emotions spill out of his eyes, salty, wet on his cheeks

concern, attention, pain … and in sources of pleasure

intense passion burns my soul when his eyes gaze at me

want, thirst, intent words thru a glance

there’s fire in his eyes at injustice and lack of common sense

flashing anger, but it’s a slow happening

truth and kindness permeates his eyes

looking to find the best and the right

his eyes are heavy at day's end, closing for the night

sleep like a child, my love, my forever Valentine

I love you, my darling.  You are always in my heart.

Missy

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