Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2017
always churning the dichotomies
what life is light dark
then turning to view the sunset
in your eyes  
the view
changes into
heart bursts and sunrises
no matter what time of night it is
stars hold no place in my eyes
nor does a full moon
when glowing I catch
the slight glimpse of gold in
your eyes your soul shines
Written by
Please log in to view and add comments on poems