Jon Albert Zimmer
Midnight Eyes - Poem by Jon Albert Zimmer
Explaining the effect that your eyes have on this man
Is neither easy nor compact.
To comprehend, one must understand
the power of midnight to the insomniac.
Nestled comfortably in a porthole
in the stern cabin of a liner cruising the Caribbean;
the soft hum vibration of the engines,
The incredible dark breath of the deep, mysterious waters.
The lights of distance ships criss-crossing the horizon.
The white foam churns a phosphorus glow.
And the stars—oh! the stars!
To look through the dark translucence
of your eyes, is to lean my head on that porthole
and become completely enveloped
in other-worldly breath-taking awe!
But maybe you do understand the effect that your eyes have on me?
Maybe this is why you wear sunglasses when you want distance!
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