Prelude To Poem by shimon weinroth

two opal pupils of iris purple blue,
liquid moist mist.vieled by shutters
adorned with enchanting curled lashes
cuting off the unwanted, let in the light

shed soft beams, gleams of yourself
and thoughts from inside, extending
expand with meaning, sister of Mona
and lusty Ruebens not only record

follow about spectator and audience,
light, imprints and thought-steps
that melt in the snows of feelings
tender affections at first glance,

encompass the form embrace the orcbit
a waterfall of millions of particles,
sub-atomic with rays and photons
to shed on your being, dance and plead

enter within, knock at the citadel of
indifference, sparking, short circuiting
that apathy, gain the attention and motion
begins, notions ring out the chimes and bells

call out in mimes, come dance with me
saying, look into my eyes
tell me, I can hold you in my arms,
dance with me, love of first sight,