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Your Eyes
Your eyes, your eyes!
The stars are jealous of your eyes.
They know, you see,
that when you turn to look at me
their light is dulled
and grey as dust,
their courses in the heavens stayed.
They are because of you
no longer safe
or bright
within their skies.
The stars are jealous of your eyes.
They know, you see,
that when you turn to look at me
their light is dulled
and grey as dust,
their courses in the heavens stayed.
They are because of you
no longer safe
or bright
within their skies.
Published 9th Oct 2020
Author's Note
One from way back that I was reminded of by J-Z's strangely written (sic "whose depth **was of** a profound well" and not, as it should be, "whose depth was **that of** a deep well), all tell no show piece on the prudence of a female.
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