Before Yours

How many eyes did I look into before yours?
Some were greener,
sparkling emeralds encased in perfect white cloth.
Others were blue,
brighter than a robin’s egg, in a nest made of cloud.
There were even a couple that were brown,
rich chocolate drops, dabbed on white packaging.

How many lips did I dream of kissing before yours?
There were pairs that were glossy,
promising to taste as sweet as icing.
So many were ruby red,
precious jewels made to smile.
The light pink ones were tantalizing,
like yours, more natural but no less tempting.

But then I saw your eyes,
I felt the gravity in them, and they pulled me in,
and then I kissed your lips,
I felt the release within them.  I knew I never wanted the last one to come.

I still don’t.

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