The Eyes Have It
Looking deep into the eyes of you…
Those sapphired jewels,
Floating pools
Of the window where
What can be seen there:
Your eyes. Your eyes. Your eyes.
No question: yes, they are reflections
And really are windows; they mirror.
You see, today, I see much clearer
What, before, I would not see:
Truth’s harsh, here-to-stay reality:
Your lies. Your lies. Your lies.
Facing you, I open a door in me
And am warned to close the core of me;
My heart and mind advise my spirit
To never again let you near it.
Looking deep into the soul of you and me:
Good-byes. Good-byes. Good-byes.
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