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Green Eyes
A Sonnet
I’ll be honest with you once and for all.
You were the love I left behind last June.
But you left me a note in your fine scrawl
And I was taken aback far too soon.
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Those too-bright eyes of yours pleaded with me,
Never to leave you and never to part,
And I felt the crash of the deep blue sea
As you tapped at the door to my closed heart.
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But for once to look you straight in the face
I felt bruised and numb from too much love lost
And it was easy to give myself space
Rather than meet your far gaze full of frost.
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What I remember most is the true green
Of the boy I left behind at fifteen.
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