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Jan 2014
Through these eyes
the looking glass world
where Alice no longer exists
Lost in Wonderland passé
the outdated reformed
old-fangled legend of
lovers caught in lust
captured, overthrown
their love a blessed curse

I see anew through
rose tinted glasses
kaleidoscope cylinders
with mirrors of beads
objects of beautiful forms
observed; a curve, a secret
a jewelled hand, gold painted nails

Her glance catches mine
eyes meet as lips are bitten
there's something in our eyes
love is seeing, an imperfect
woman, in all her perfection

Despite removing any glass
from miracles of the eye
there only remains a quintessential
irreproachable, unmarred deity
and as long as I love with such
profound affection, perfection
with her will always rein

Your glance shifts,
your gaze lead astray
your face tells
a thousand stories
in just one expression

I am your island
and you are my sea
I sit, love unrequited
for you to return
the tide
back to me.


© Sia Jane
Written by
Sia Jane  United Kingdom
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