Your Eyes

It is easy to give you my heart, my soul, my will-
      all that is good in me.

      And yet, nothing needs to be hidden.
      For even if I were to offer you
      all my sorrow, all my shame, all that is ugly about me,
      you would still see only beauty.

I look in your eyes and am transformed.
My ego melts
in warm pools of love
like sugar in a cup of tea.

~Broken Wings~

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