Your Eyes Are My Flag Poem by Eli Spivakovsky

Your eyes are my flag
Your eyes are my petition
They are like melted crystals
like dry ice
they sublimate
they transfer
they collect
they smile at their edges
iridology tells all your secrets
like whether the ring around your iris
will indicate the success or failure of your marriage
and we will never die
but become re-animated in the memory of God
and you will never lose your beauty
but light will slow down until an aeon is a flash

So we meet in a dream
like meeting in a large bubble
or a transparent marble
you turn around
then walk 40 paces
then face me
and I hold my strength
look at you right in your eyes
and win the showdown
win the chance to see you in the flesh
instead of just virtually

who will read our story?
iridescent colour at the centre of your eyes
brilliant and lustrous
a picture book then...