He looks at her

       as if she’s the sea

       filled with hues of blue

       but he doesn’t have a clue. 

She looks at him

       with total awe,

       longing to hear his voice

       while her lips get moist. 

He adores her

       like she’s the moon;

       mysterious and flawed,

       but perfection was all he saw. 

She adores him

       since his melody has lingered in her ears;

       like the invisible dusk air

       cannot be seen, but always there. ©

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