Paint as I speak:


Opalescence studs the onyx

In the pool of your eyes

Like pearls in oyster shells-

Left behind

By inhibited tears


Lips quiver,

Like the string of a bow


At the departure of the arrow

It couldn’t convince

Should stay


Inundated eyelashes

Strike warm cheeks,


And cold,

Kissing the hem of your eyes

Desperate farewells


The red crayoned under the roof of your eyelids,

Like a suffusion of the setting sun


Yet another



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