His Eyes Poem by Kirsten Diederichs

His Eyes



I watched his eyes
Fall downwards
Like ocean coloured rain
Sadness
And beauty
My heart hangs
At the sound of his sigh
At his absent smile
His fingers
Entwined carelessly
At my fingertips
Feel warm
And cold
At the same time
And I don't know
What that means

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