Your brown eyes

by Mr Rhee   Mar 29, 2012


Your brown eyes.
Sometimes, in the night, when sleep
seems to hide aroung the corner,
I look off to the wall, and remember,
the way you used to look at me
from your pillow.

Your brown eyes.
You would lay next to me,
after we made love,
and smile your warm smile.
Your hand on my cheek,
your hair, fallen across youf face.

Your brown eyes.
How many times did I have to
remind myself, this was real?
You loving me, was like a dream,
until I opened my eyes,
and saw you still there.

Your brown eyes.
If memories serve a purpose, then
where would these take me now?
If only to open a door, that I keep secret,
that only I hold the key to?
Sometimes, in the night, I think of your brown eyes.

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