It Was Your Eyes

Lonely.
All alone in a crowded world.
Two orbs meet two.
No words spoken,
Conversation beholden,
Crinkles greet,
Face red heat.
I’m lost and held
In a moment
I see,
In a sea.
A sea that was your eyes.

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