he had eyes to tell
stories with no words
broken windows
into a chaotic soul
only when light of laughter
shot through his face
would the shutters flutter open
and there in that eclipse
between darkness and light
you could see the space
full of pain
all the memories
unselected and pure
in those moments
when my eyes were told quick stories
I saw my reflection
and it knew nothing
Sep 20, 2012
Sep 20, 2012 at 6:12 AM UTC
he had eyes to tell
stories with no words
broken windows
into a chaotic soul
only when light of laughter
shot through his face
would the shutters flutter open
and there in that eclipse
between darkness and light
you could see the space
full of pain
all the memories
unselected and pure
in those moments
when my eyes were told quick stories
I saw my reflection
and it knew nothing