When I Look At You

When I look at you, I don’t see you

When I look at your hair,
I don’t see tender curls caressing your skin.
Instead I see waves of an ocean I yearn to sail.

When I look at your smile,
I don’t see perfect lips parting between freckled cheeks.
Instead I see a warm sunset blanketing a soft sky.

And when I look into your eyes,
I don’t see hazel rings breathing spirit into your sight.
Instead I see my future.

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