Each day I wake and watch her
as she breathes slowly in her sleep,
Her mouth parted oh so slightly
as she slowly nears wakefulness.
Her lashes flutter so softly
before gradually parting,
Showing off the beauty behind
in the color of her eyes.
With her gaze upon me
my heart picks up its pace,
Yet my breath almost stills
with just one glance.
Their vibrant color amazes
and holds me enraptured,
As the spell casts out
from the power of her eyes.
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