Friday, 15 April 2011

What did you Expect?

That habitual 
glint. The
same dilated

You searched
for my love
in her
willful eyes.

You stared
harder to
catch one
little glimpse.
Of a world
and left

You looked
for my dreams
in her
wide eyes.

How would it
be there?

My love
was Blind.

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