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Jul 2013
When our eyes were blue
we hugged longer and loved fuller
until we cried from joy
our favorite color was beauty
plain and simple
our eyes stared at wonder
our souls were fields

When our eyes were blue
we proclaimed our love
and melted into the passion of the world
our fall came without warning
and shattered became our souls
our eyes turned dust ward
with empty comprehension
and we sobbed for the broken ones
January 28, 2013
Linnea Wilson
Written by
Linnea Wilson  Cincinnati, OH
(Cincinnati, OH)   
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