The Way You Look At Me

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Tributes to Lovers

There is magic in 

the way you look at me.

 

That half-smirk

and sideways glance

is what I live for. 

 

It is a reminder of 

the freedom I have 

to be unreservedly myself.

 

You allow me to be who I am

with all my faults and quirks.

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This is a lovely poem, but

This is a lovely poem, but the final two lines brought a wry smile to my face:  because, frankly, I doubt you have many faults and quirks; instead, I think you have, rather, a very poetic soul . . . and if the world interprets that as faults and quirks, so be it.  Although I do not keep up with your poems as well as I should these days (I fault my declining health as a primary reason), I already know that you are one of this site's most excellent Poets.


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