Dan and Deb

Looking at your face, I see your hopes and fears, tears and years, loves and losses! I see the hopes in your smile. I see the fears in the slightest movements of your eyebrows. Looking at your face, I see the sun reflect off your eyes like diamonds. The eyes I see speak of love. Your lips that part to breathe air also move to talk of the years past. Your lips move in perfect time with every word that smoothly flows from them. The tears you shed are tears of fears that have been beat and losses you could not keep. Looking at your face, I see the woman I long to be.

 Debbie Looney

All Rights Reserved. Write Around Portland. Spring 2003, Volume 5, Number 1.