She had Seattle eyes
gray and misty blue
an undercurrent of depth
creativity, intelligence, that
belied
illusions.
In sun she had Port Royal eyes
shocking blue waters
of a Caribbean sea
with a hint of
sadness
sorrow
for ancient horrors untold.
In darkness she has London eyes
deep blue that
nevertheless
gives illusions of lightning
and worlds beneath the
streets.
She has eyes like opals
soaking up her
surroundings
and fracture reality into
beautiful
illusion.
Author notes
This is written for Celticjedi....I love your eyes! Hem. Yes. Well, thanks for reading!
Please tell me what you think
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Maria dear, this is so beautiful I have no idea what to say. Could it be any more me? Thank you so much for dedicating such a wonderful piece to me. It's kind of funny, I love your eyes too, and also wrote a poem about them for you! Ha ha...well, we have a lot in common.
Thank you sweetheart, I loves you. 
Stay the strong and radiant girl you are.
~Hannah
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Well, that's why I wrote it, in return for the poem about my eyes ^_^. I'm glad you like it....*blushes* I hope you're well!
loves
Maria
PS. i meant to enter your contest, about names, but just couldn't fix the one I wrote into being good...
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