I remember well -
A stroke of light leaked in and touched your eyelids.
You opened your eyes and I was lying so close to you that all I saw was your pupil shrinking and your iris growing light honey.
You were looking at me -
I swear I lost my breath - No sunsets behind clouds, no gibbous moons in daytime skies, no poppies in the last days of spring could compare to the awe I sunk in at the sight of your eyes.
You were ever so beautiful in that instant that I made sure to look at you long enough to carve one more photograph of you and keep it in a memory that defies the flow of Lethe.



- LynnAA