His Eyes Poem by Unintelligible Susurration
His Eyes
I can still perceive
The sound of
Ringing bells
That was
The sound
Of laughter
I recall how
The soft-spoken voice
Called my name
In the frenzy
Of the swirling snow
I remember
Every single thing
Except the color
Of his eyes
Were they the color
Of the sky
Before a storm
Or the color
Of the ocean blue
Maybe they were
The constant hue
Of the bark
On the tree
Beneath my window
I am certain
They were a shade
Of rich brown earth
After the showers
I was too afraid
To even glance
At his eyes
For fear
They would
Keep me awake
All through the night
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