baby level

I have never looked at myself

the way you looked at me

.

when I reminisce

I cannot recall who I was before

subdue sets in a long time ago

I was dimmed in twilight

until our eyes met

.

with tearful glitter

you have brought joy to the unheard

you held onto me and led me to prostrate

at baby level

I was blinded by the change

.

but then

I see you in my eyes

& managed to peek

at the world

living in your irises

&

quietly I let you

.

I cannot recall who I was before

until the day our eyes met..

.

.

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