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AJBusse Jan 2021
Sometimes
I think of your eyes
The way they look blue
From across a room
But the way they really aren't
Not even close
My sweet, your eyes are such a lovely green
They dance across mine as you smile
Oh do I love that green
With that layer of grey
Some call that strange,
Or dull
But they're so wrong
Your eyes hold years of joy and pain
In that deep green hue with a layer of grey
Oh do I love that way you look at me
AJBusse

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