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Saturday, June 20, 2015

Wise eyes


Blink the drapes
promise me just a peek
into the whole you

Some light filters through
nocturnal pupils wink
in growing view

The horizon waits
posing at a distance
closer than infinity

Muted dimensions bleed over
open endlessly, unraveling 
before me, after you

Swallowing the hole
lingering note, an after taste
foreshadowing hues cast

between you and I
a line is strung
will you
touch it
with your
wise eyes?





Composed 6/20/15.

Image of painting by Paul Émile Chabas [Public domain], Nymph, (1869-1937) via Wikimedia Commons.










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