noticing

he remarked some time ago that my eyes change when I speak from my heart
and I noticed the other day….
his do too.
they darken a shade
from blue to deep blue
lovely and ever so captivating
deep and languid,
much different than the bright sparkles they have
when he’s busting my chops about something or other….

why haven’t I ever tuned into that before now?

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