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Reflections
#WritcoPoemPrompt15
I see the reflection of my happiness,
In your eyes,
Picture perfect,
Like a bouquet of posies,
Like a sky full of sunshine...
Her eyes are reflecting like a mirror, connecting to the world outside. It focuses around moving objects, capturing the image of a single smile. The sunrise is setting as the horizon colors draw nearer, practically alive. Her eyes are recognizing familiarity of shadows, lingering without a sound. While framing the beauty of people passing by, ready to settle down. Mingling with one another, reacting in subtle ways. Seconds into minutes, recreating a beautiful day. Her eyes are bright, as emotions connects the light. Enlightenment begins to tremble, as wind drifts start to play. Brushing across her temple like a kiss that brighten her day. Her eyes are focusing on a bed of roses. Fragrantly spreading around, before, touching a single rosebud, the thorns protecting, piercing her finger, she notices a speck of blood. Only to smile with amazement, realizing that the creation of nature will, always be, the embodiment of love. Reflections
© Daniel Mason
I see the reflection of my happiness,
In your eyes,
Picture perfect,
Like a bouquet of posies,
Like a sky full of sunshine...
Her eyes are reflecting like a mirror, connecting to the world outside. It focuses around moving objects, capturing the image of a single smile. The sunrise is setting as the horizon colors draw nearer, practically alive. Her eyes are recognizing familiarity of shadows, lingering without a sound. While framing the beauty of people passing by, ready to settle down. Mingling with one another, reacting in subtle ways. Seconds into minutes, recreating a beautiful day. Her eyes are bright, as emotions connects the light. Enlightenment begins to tremble, as wind drifts start to play. Brushing across her temple like a kiss that brighten her day. Her eyes are focusing on a bed of roses. Fragrantly spreading around, before, touching a single rosebud, the thorns protecting, piercing her finger, she notices a speck of blood. Only to smile with amazement, realizing that the creation of nature will, always be, the embodiment of love. Reflections
© Daniel Mason
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