In Forgotten Eyes
Once in forgotten eyes I found the snow
Deep underneath feathery skies blinding violet blue
Corridors trailing through soft pine paths sleep walkers tread
Like lovers lost as the ghosts of promises made only to be
Mislaid like stray musical bars of light mixed with the Night
I found the snow, once in forgotten eyes . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2020-01-20 at 20:13
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