Eye of the Night,
With sugar powdered lashes,
You open suddenly the lid
And the gallant Sun kneels
For your vision to be
Full and deep.
Blinking behind pinkish clouds,
This bewildering iris
Is the interstice through which
Galaxies bathe in the seas of Gaea,
Releasing silver glitter on the waves
On the cold beach,
And on my writing pen.
Noticed by the Moon,
The poet's words are
Its champagne frosting.
Topic(s) of this poem: contemplation, moon, night, reflection, writing
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