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That sparkle in her eyes

That Sparkle in her eyes!
They glisten,
They glimmer.
They constantly make me feel I’m a winner.
Being with her is heaven.
Not a single bit of hell in sight.
Although I feel a sinner.
Oh my gods but they shimmer,
That sparkle in her eyes.
Like a star lit up,
 in the twighlight skies.
For those eyes are mesmeric.
They make me feel all magical inside.
Mesmerised.
Like I’ve just eaten a rainbow,
Or down one I gleefully slide...
2 years on and still she makes me smile.
2 years on and she is more than the apple of mine own eye.
Ever since we met,
That cold and bleak,
October day.
Since meeting her,
Everyday has been whimsical,
Never a single day of dismay.
I’m left in disbelief,
On how in life,
I’ve finally been lucky.
She’s made me find the real me and release him.
Just like I with her.
Never in life have I ever been this jubilant or happy.
She makes any day amazing,
Not a single bit crappy.
Adding zest where needed,
Jest even too.
Smiling and Laughing uncontrollably.
To get this pure happiness,
All I have to do is open my eyes to see!

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Tony Owen

Hi James, a lovely write, thank you for sharing your emotions and thoughts. Hope you are well. 

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