In Your Eyes

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What's that?

In your eyes?

Is that fondness I see?

Or is it just

the light's reflection

winking back at me?


What's that,

in your voice?

Is it warmth I hear?

Or is it just

my wishful thinking

playing with my ear?


What's that?

In your smile?

Is that care I spy?

Or is it just

an errant thought

swiftly passing by?


Alas for me!

The moment's passed,

I guess I'll never know.

Unless, of course,

you tell me and

revive my feeble hope. 



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