Friday, April 23, 2010

sometimes beauty

Something akin fear,
Swims in his
China blue eyes.
Several moons hang,
Almost full,
In his china blue eyes.
I wait for
His severe beauty
To break me down,
Tears well up,
And now something akin sadness
Swims in his eyes,
And I look away.

as i watch your face
through the fire
that burns between us.
i pray i get over you
before the fire touches me,
for beauty till now did not affect me
and now that i stare at you
i am aware
i am aware
that i could have looked away
had you looked like me.

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