Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Your Eyes...

Your eyes tell me secrets

That words wouldn't dare

They speak like a whisper

A hope, or a prayer.

Like rain in the desert

A light in the dark

A vision that sees me

A splash with a spark.

Your eyes sing me love songs

That no one can hear

They try like a promise

A smile, or a tear.

Like ice that can melt me

A fire that cools

A sweet dream that wakes me

The last broken rule.

Your eyes give me stories

And poems to write

The moon in the morning

And the sun, out at night.

Caren E. Salas

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