Shaken and Stirred

October 22, 2009
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The type A personality with eyes that reflected a sky so blue, you'd believe for a moment that they were mirrors.
The slope of a nose so perfectly imperfect,
you'd find yourself staring,
zooming in and out,
observing that face.
You'd get chills from a smile,
almost always apparent,
but when it left,
you'd wish for it again.
And you'd try so hard to coax it out,
maybe get a laugh.
A good laugh that shook slightly,
and looking into those eyes,
you'd believe the sky was shaking too.

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