eyes glitter gold,
I’m cold and waiting
for you. Waiting for
the sun to rise, and
melt this sorrow from
my bones.
Tag: eyes
Bleeding Eyes [poem #204]
Bleeding eyes,
torn apart, imbued with
unholy sense left vacant
the mind trembling
mistaken divine
intervention.
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-Alina
Poem #171 (Eyes)
Eyes that travel, the body
the dreams and skimming
the maps that it believes it
sees. Drifting casually,
hazed and delusioned
eyes looking, gleaming
staring at you.
I was feeling kind of playful today, so here is a silly poem about voyeurism.
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-Alina