Her eyes had a glow of day
His eyes had a gloom of night
Hers scorchingly hot
His serenely cold.
Her eyes sang of happiness
His eyes sang of grief
Hers melodiously lull
His melancholically dismal.
Her eyes, rooted in the present
His eyes, lost in the imagination.
Hers superficially real
His exaggeratingly unreal
Her eyes, vast as sky
His eyes, deep as sea
Hers utterly constant
His exuberatingly turbulent.
When their eyes finally met.
They looked like the reflections of the same image
The difference was mere illusion.
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