Self-appriciation

I looked into his eyes:

Loving, caring goodness.

Everything was right.

Piercing, intense honesty glinted.

Was it fearlessness?

Behind those pools of soft brown, fierce courage.

He winked.

A coy sparkle embracing my gaze.

My heart melted.

I looked again and knew,

Glimpsed the distant forge of life

The wisps of sorrow and soul-torture dissipating.

He was human.

Life had not been any kinder to him than me.

I leaned into the mirror and kissed him.

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