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Mar 2015
Your eyes
when I am with you
sometimes puzzle me

Where does their loving gaze
come to a rest within me
when it sinks deep
inside myself

What do they see
when they get wide and soft with joy
and seem to look
beyond me
into secret lands?

And when they close
with pleasure
   and a little flutter
am I still there
within them
do they see
  me ?
Walter W Hoelbling
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Walter W Hoelbling  Austria & Spain & UK & US
(Austria & Spain & UK & US)   
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