Her eyelids. Coverings for the most dazzling sight.
People say that we should cover our bodies
As if there was something holy to them
But her eyes
They made me gasp and wonder
Those eyes that read my soul as I gaze in to hers
They should be covered for
Her eyes
They are far more holy
Not a looking glass but rather a still pool of water
Clear and saintly
I froze in time as
Her eyes
Blinked away covered and turned
No longer did we share sight
I knew I should not stare
Too long or at all
But it was
Her eyes
That drew me on

sometimes I forget who I wrote about… But I still think it is fun to revisit.

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Liyona is an “average joe” kind of writer who likes to think about ordinary things and then write them down. Ever since she can remember, she has been rhyming words and creating lyric poems. During her college years, she took a more serious bent toward writing and started to post on her blog (The Life and Times of a Quirky Character.) Currently, she resides on the East Coast of the United States just north of the country’s capital.

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