Eyes Poem by Wren Lehman

Eyes



When I look at you nothing is solid.
When our eyes meet, the earth just shatters.
Everything is spinning, and turning, and surging.
Thoughts dissintegrate and nothing else matters

A blue and green kaleidoscope.
The dance of the pieces of souls.
Through the eyes all is seen;
the good, the bad, the new and the old

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aftab Alam Khursheed 06 October 2013

nice well wrote Wren thanks for sharing

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