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Living with you in my eyes

Life will find a way to ease down the aisle someday. I too shall walk into the sunset one day.

Of late, there are wrinkles around my toes, of the kind that will not go away. Are here to stay.

Of the many beautiful women in that pic,
There is one who is more sensuous than you, looks fuller than you.

You know that I love beautiful women. I observe those faces one by one. The dusky one I watch for a minute more.

But then these are those eyes that you have trained over a lifetime. As much as I love the dusky one, my eyes are always, always drawn back to you.

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  1. How beautifully you express things........loved this!

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  2. I know what you mean... I am drawn to others but it always comes back to his eyes... the eyes hold everything for me..;-)

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  3. This one would surely garner one rich 'Aww' ... so beautiful :)

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