White winter rays slant through Thin curtain slats, a few Bright dust motes dance around you I've not seen you in such light before Presently I find that I Am drawn, and fully mesmerized By the color of your eyes I've not seen such striking blue before Of drugs and God and suicide We speak, our eyes are open wide To pain I can no longer hide I've not seen your eyes cry before But now I see you see This pain, and now you share with me So much heart so wordlessly I've not felt loved this way before
TM https://thomasingenderland.com/2016/10/22/blue/









