meggan o reilly (27-03-1995 / dublin)

More meaning than just a pretty face
Intrigued by the round eyes that are
elegantly placed on your face, 

Sparkles of the diamonds moving anti clockwise, 

The relax and contracting of the deep dark whole, 

Not wanting to see inside there,
THERE lies no meaning-

Bland and vain like a night sky containing no stars. 


11cm of lines trail horizontal beside the end eyelash, 

Gradually each line joining closer together as you squint and squeeze, 

And then comes the smile

The beautiful stretching of the mouth.

A quirky smile.

Opening and hearing breathes and laugher from the red soft lips

Drew me closer to you -Inhale exhale, 

Each gasp. Like the seconds before an erupting volcano-
- A memorable sight and sound.

Top and bottom teeth knocking together to try stop the giggles,
like a child sniggering at their teachers mistake 

Captivated by your eyes 

Attracted to your smile 

Entertained by your laughter 

But why not so with your pupils?

They give false accusations

Men thinking that when your dark pupils dilate that you have found love

But could they dilate due to the light surrounding we were standing in? 


We shall travel to darkness and our answer will be given.