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Okay, so sometimes people ask me questions and the answers come out in verse. That's how this poem happened. I'll not say what the question was.

It's probably pretty obvious. :)

Impromptu Poetry

I get lost in the shadows of your eyes
Mirroring the shadows in mine.
I see in the depths the beauty of the hidden,
The glory of the wild magics,
The sweet taste of terror,
The gentleness and the rage So close to my own that I could be seeing my reflection.
I look in your eyes and see your soul,
And there is so much there to see
I gaze in wonder.
I look into your eyes and past infinity,
And I have come home.

- 27 May 1998

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