Oh How the Sun Shines in Your Eyes

Dark pools

flecked with silver

—————something stirs

ripples on the pond

the way you blow

the way I shiver

———the way

you sing

 

my soul

awakes

——in me

 

the surface splits

the deep beneath

the fathomless

going down

to where

such treasure lies

————offerings

to the long

forgotten

gods

 

brought alive

by you

by tongue

by language

by the way you move

 

is this how you speak to gods

Is this how you make them feel

like me

immortal

 

Oh how the sun shines in your eyes

——————.

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Oh How the Sun Shines in Your Eyes by John Jones


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