i always hear your eyes

(august 24, 2008)

those almond-shaped, icy yet stark stare
as precious as an opal such iridescent smile
cheeks seem to move in unison each time
conveying…transcending the real soul within
a masterpiece..a dream…a vision
as exquisite as the mona lisa
as sweet as the lines of Frost or Cummings
a real beauty in its totality
perfection as the way it should be.

~ by the fortunate pilgrim on December 17, 2008.