Your Eyes – 5/13/09

Your eyes are a complex crevasse
Each molecule a galaxy
Each atom a solar system
Each quark a quiet moon
And when they meet with mine
It’s like two pieces of presence
Fallen perfectly into place
And locked
I guess that means we fit

Posted on : Dec 03 2011
Posted under Jason's Poetry, Plutonic Fluf - Jason Foster |

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