deserving better

this morning I
promised myself
I wouldn’t write
another haiku tonight
so instead

I’ll write about your eyes –
the mystery of them
the magic of them
the eyes that
always change color
but always look the same
when they’re looking at me

maybe I’ll even
write about your hands,
your white skin
that matches mine,
the way our fingers
always find each others
and fit perfectly together.

everything about you
deserves more
than seventeen syllables.

67/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year

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