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Tales Of A Wife: Gaze

She got that gaze calling an apple a dove
Don’t let it blink, solid tears might drop
Don’t offset it, gravity loves tears
Slowly sagitta drops blunt sharp vortex.

Like a tongue-twister an easy hard word
Serendipity is a destined chance
If she stares at your direction:
Sun and cold stimulates a variation

So intrinsic and unique in sight
She got that gaze of the present
In it the future is tempting naked
In it the past in opaque is clothed.

An empty brain can’t forget to remember
The way she stares and gazes
True to what she sees
Cleans haze and rains whenever lashes kiss.

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