Two Eyes fell
upon my flesh
somewhere between
sky and sod.
I blinked,
closed mine,
while time knelt in pause -
[..., ..., ...]
just like that;
I opened my eyes
to see two eyes
shadowing mine.
Two shadows fell upon me,
penumbras, they be,
crossing each other,
affront of each other;
an illusion of depth,
masqued behind
a shrouded concourse-
of abstract image,
strange presentations
of optical complex,
veiled by haunting contrast
in Kings gold and bible black,
silently watching
o'er Time and Space
like Knight Templars
a paradox of magnificence.
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