THOSE EYES

THOSE EYES

A Poem by Joseph B Clipper

SHE HAD A FACE THAT WAS NOT HARD TO REMEMBER
OR WAS THAT EASY TO FORGET
SHE HAD A TOUCH THAT WAS COLD AS DECEMBER
AND A KISS JUST AS WET
GOD HAD PRESSED HIS THUMBS IN HER FACE
THAT KIND OF DEPRESSION IS HARD TO ERASE
SO TO EVEN A LOCAL IT SHOULD COME AS NO SURPRISE
WHEN THE ICE CAVED IN IT CREATED THOSE EYES
HER HAIR WAS NATURAL SUNSET RED
OR WAS THAT BLEACH BLOND AND DYED
CAUSE MEN ARE LIKE A ROLL AWAY BED
SO BABY PACK UP YOUR BAGS AND SLIDE
SHE HAD EYES LIKE RAZOR BLADES IN SUNLIGHT
LIKE BLACK HOLES THAT LEAVE YOU COLD
BUT SHE FEELS SO GOOD UNDER MOONLIGHT
SHE PUTS A HOWLING IN MY SOUL


CIRCA 1980
FOR TINA

© 2014 Joseph B Clipper


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Joseph B Clipper
Joseph B Clipper

newark, DE



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