Reflections 5

In this moment
her eyes ceased to be
the placid pools
as I had always known them
This feeling welling up inside her
set them a flame behind them
and as such
they defied the word, hazel
no
they were suddenly alive
like a forest
ancient
primordial
primeval
somewhere deep
within the earth’s memory
a place where no human voice
was ever heard
each orb was
a vast viridescent landscape
streaked with the color of earth and stone
each, was a virgin Eden
that my heart yearned to live within

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Writer/Plumber/Poet/Father/Gentleman/Romantic
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4 Responses to Reflections 5

  1. amberangst says:

    Absolutely adore this — but I’ve always been vulnerable to eyes.

  2. You, sir, are gifted! Cheers, Eric!

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