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May 2010
You have the desolate look
of the hunted
In your smoldering eyes
As if you have
so many dangerous secrets
a mysterious
sordid past to hide

I can hear your thoughts
softly humming
Each time I look at you
Like a soft burst
of dissonant music
Illuminating the bitter truth

There are layers of complex
and mysterious meaning
In the way you avert
your soulful eyes
As if you feel a malevolent pressure  
Squeezing you from inside

As the last light of the day
is fading
I am committing each detail of your face
to memory
Look at me now
do not turn away
Reveal your secrets to me

Do not let me continue to read
enigmatic messages  
Into that which I think I see
in your eyes
Please open yourself up and talk to me
Before I say goodbye
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
Written by
Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
(53/F/Rochester NY)   
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