He Takes My Breath Away
He reads my mind
not intentionally
but casually
saying what I was going to say
Deep prophetic hazel eyes
full of golds and glimpses of green
Deja Vu and soul travel has
never felt this solid or complete
I cannot look past him
We both smile
Laughter in our eyes first
It thunders through the room
at breakneck speed
We are redundant he says
Fifty years of redundant.
He still takes my breath away
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