The Eyes of My Beloved

Stare and stare, and ever see

upon the surface, reflections, me;

though knowing I that deeper be

love undying ‘neath azure seas.

Countless others came before

to view themselves upon the shore;

yet blessed was I, by love’s implore,

to dive and swim, forevermore.

(This was made as a concrete poem, to be shaped as eyes, but Reddit formatting doesn’t allow it)

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