Monday, 26 July 2010

Your Eyes

I thought I knew the weight of a glance:

The gentle glimmer of the wind’s dance;

The meadow’s dew-clad morning scent;

The sun celebrating the cloud’s relent;

The soft tongues of dusk’s dark skin;

The warmest touch of the night within.

Until, one moment, meeting by chance,

You showed me what lies beyond the glance.

1 comment:

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