Lonely Eyes

Lonely Eyes

A Poem by Pleasantly_Furious

What else is there- beyond infectious memories
The mold that keeps these bones together
The sunrise and sunset of every aching day
And me underneath the veil of lonely eyes
plunging my hands and lips into the sea, to
kiss you the only way I know how to

© 2017 Pleasantly_Furious


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"It is a terrible thing to be so open: It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -S. Plath more..

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