Trifextra Week 70:
I saw the prompt and went, Yay! I have just the thing for this (sort of). This is a part of a much bigger poem, one that’s not quite finished as of yet (the lazy in me sends his love).
Anyway, here goes …
His life a normalcy, hers vibrancy,
His eyes a distant-blue, hers crimson hue
His nervous smile, her vocal sigh,
His questioning eyes, her urgent smile,
P.S. It may not look it but it is impossibly difficult to fill in the format of His__, Her__, two-word-punch-line.