gazing
upon
her face
innocent
in slumber.
recalling
that face
soft with love;
aglow with joy;
livid with anger;
aged with sorrow;
aflame with passion;
contorted with hatred.
realizing
that he
was the catalyst
for all those emotions
a tear
slipped,
unheeded,
from his eye.
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