About the Poem
My boyfriend lives halfway across the country from me, and I always miss him. One night, I had a dream about him and I woke up remembering only one part of it: the way his eyes looked when they were studying my face. This poem is about that.
|by Lindsay Huffman
Glazed with emotion
Stronger than the strongest words
More potent than the deepest kiss
More encompassing than the scent of expensive cologne
Adoration spilling from them
like droplets of rainwater from a flower petal
Passing no judgment
Drinking in the simplicity before them
Heart commanding that they see nothing but beauty
Imperfection doesn't exist here.
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