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Nov 2011
His green eyes gleam and reflect the light,
Like the moon shines down on a chill autumn's night
I watch his face as he dreams his dreams
And wonder what he's seeing, if he sees me
He leaves me in awe and then goes away,
Sometimes to a dark place that I am not welcome to stay
Keep me in the cracks of your ever escaping mind, just as you to I
And let our memories seep out like rain from sky
Smiles so sweet and visions so true
Who knew this masterpiece was so askew
Like a painting that changes and morphs over time
Only the colors get brighter and more vivid are the lines
He's a creation in the making
Got me shaking so much
Just from drowning in the Ocean eyes of a masterpiece
So real you can touch
Nicole M Grubbs
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Nicole M Grubbs  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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