“Beautiful”, she said, looking into his eyes.
“But not as beautiful as you”, he replied.
She smiled, for he was right; she was beautiful.
His eyes were tireless in mirroring her form back at her.
So Beautiful, she thought.
Hoping it wouldn’t be confused with anyone else this time.
– O.D. ©2022
Art by: tatasz
O.D. 
Okay gotta go dissect that one hahaha
Let me know your thoughts lol
So intriguing, OD. Love it.💕
Thank you, Grace. I hope 2022 is treating you well ❤️
My pleasure. It sure is. Hoping the same for you, my friend.💕
I often say, we all bear fruit of some kind. It’s not always to see it because a tree doesn’t eat it’s own fruit… but occasionally we get to meet someone that reflects that fruit (or in this case, beauty).
That last line struck me, though. I now sit to think about that.
I’m curious to know what you’ll come up with Tara. Hopefully you’ll let me know lol