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Before we were lovers
(however brief that was)
I asked you
"What color are your eyes?"
You laughed, shook your head
incredulous-- "What? You're looking
right at me."
It wasn't that I couldn't see
or that I somehow forgot that
hue
Only that some people rave about how
their eyes glow amber or flash green or
fade violet depending on the day
(like some silly mood ring, you'd say)
Not yours, though
always the same tepid blue
No, not yours
(however brief that was)
I asked you
"What color are your eyes?"
You laughed, shook your head
incredulous-- "What? You're looking
right at me."
It wasn't that I couldn't see
or that I somehow forgot that
hue
Only that some people rave about how
their eyes glow amber or flash green or
fade violet depending on the day
(like some silly mood ring, you'd say)
Not yours, though
always the same tepid blue
No, not yours