Feb. 5, 2014

Might make this one into a poem about a woman's entire body. Possibly.

Feb. 5, 2014
Her eyes, 
Each iris painted by the work of cymatics; 
The song of a tree’s soft rustle

And a break in the wind above which silence writes the symphony of lust.

These forgotten eyes dance in the arms of ether above

Binding together a romance of intangible form which settles behind cataracts of a more youthful past.

These eyes that hold all things unseeable carry with them the tears of time’s cruel affirmation;
 an oath of decay.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

One of the most impressing vision you have provided of defining Eyes in your way, simply marvelous and mesmerizing....

[Asb]

it's intriguing....
so beautifully described about the eyes....
awesome
can't wait to read about the whole body!!


cheers!!

[SquinklaPsyOps]

I like your descriptive style and how you capture the reader's attention.