Thursday, March 17, 2011

97

Her Eyes

They are cavernous. She could never be a good poker player because her eyes tell the story every time. They are as honest as she is. They see the best and worst in me and chose to keep on. Filling them with surprise and laughter is the greatest pass time.

They are confident and inspire confidence in others. She takes command of you with them, and gives you back to the world better than when she found you.

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