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Brown Eyes
WT ( / London)

Brown Eyes

Poem By Wayne Taam

You have the brightest brown eyes
And the sweetest smile
Of course you are with my best friend
But that doesn’t stop you from
flirting with me
Does it

You touch my arm in the lift
And I your head in the car
It might in all probability end there
A brief moment of speculation
In one night of how history
might be altered had
we gone further

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Comments (1)

Your title got me..........I love brown eyes! They seem to never end. (I'm glad you restrained yourself from your friends girlfriend!) Nice poem. Sincerely, Mary