I was
Bewitched
By her
Mismatched
Eyes
One blue
One green
But when
I spoke
Of poetry
A distant
Look came
Over them
Enchanted
As I was
I knew
We could
Never love
Each other
Mismatch
By her
Mismatched
Eyes
By her
Mismatched
Eyes
By her
Mismatched
Eyes
By her
Mismatched
Eyes
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Thank you!!😊
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My pleasure!
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Beautiful.
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Thank you very much!!😊
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😀 Enchantingly put. Mind you, poets don’t have to marry poets. I married an engineer and he’s poetry in his own way.
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That is so sweet!🤗
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