If I could live in your eyes,
Imprisoned in the white chasm,
Revolving around the dark orb
Like a wet follicle;
Swimming in tears,
Kissing the red sides,
Your eyebrows that seem to smile.
Swirling in ecstasy,
With your bloated mascara.
How I would love
To get lost in your eyes.
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Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on June 4, 2003
Outstanding imagery again
"How I would love
To get lost in your eyes."
Peg
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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"How I would love
To get lost in your eyes."
Peg