Smoke Signals

A smile,
wrapped
in a poem.

For all to see?

No.

For your eyes
alone.

Eyes I dream to see.
Eyes I wish that could see me.
Eyes that would stop the very sea.

Eyes that must never be.

For yours,
are Eyes
that have
broken me.

Published by nomisyar

I collect Spores, Molds, and Fungus. View all posts by nomisyar

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