tired eyes slowly burning

content and wandering

your eyes speak in windows

chasing lights that dance

seething shadows like friends

they whisper changes

secrets of passion

grip with ease to the sky

chant dreamy love things

while birds serenade…

compulsive eyes speak in mirrors

conveying into glass

pressing hard against a reflection

desperate for happiness

hoping for bright colors

to shape a tired face

and bring life inside again

like the dreamland outside

the windows…

(C) 3/8/93 Christopher Vaughn

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