Sheet

Sometimes opinions are on the eye of the beholder

She is nothing.
Just a black sheet before your eyes.
But out of this apoctiliptic world, a special set of eyes see more.
She is a black sheet of stars, glistening and blinding.
Perhaps this is why no one saw her.
This special set of eyes had a body,
And he loved her.
His words created galaxy’s and planets.
His touch created colors, bursting into her sheet.
Making her deeper, bigger, glorious.
She is something.

Reviews

[Dinesh Kumar]

nicely penned
Beautiful
enjoyed reading

[Graham Plantagenet]

Beautiful is the only way I can describe this piece.