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I miss the warmth of your gaze, the fresh clarity of your eyes, as if looking at me, you could see my core. No secrets ever hid from this look, a gentle one, directed at me with such love, that even now my heart skips a beat, just thinking about its power.
Within those precious moments, your blue eyes resting on my green, I could see forever, endless possibilities without anything holding us back.
Those moments, as I am waiting for your return, sustain my very existence, every breath apart, filled with the sweet anticipation of your return.
Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015
This post was inspired by this weeks Five Sentence Flash Fiction Prompt: “Fresh”.
(Disclaimer: The above image is by talented artist Eva Nev, and is called “Mauve Flowers on Tourquoise Background“, and is available on RedBubble, of which I am an affiliate – helping independent artist connect with a broader audience)
This is beautiful and from my perspective, heartbreaking. Not only for the thoughts of losing love, which I have, but of losing someone to disease and eventually death. One of the people who inspired the writing of my story is dying slowly and rather horribly. He had the most beautiful eyes, which are now dimmed by dementia. I love the wording in this piece.
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I am sorry to hear about your situation. I hope within it, you can find the strength to go on and move forward, no matter what. Blessings
There’s so much eyes give away! Beautifully written 🙂
thank you, dear!