First Meeting
I shall see your eyes before me as I go past
innumerable nothings. The original hue
I shall see of an ocean of days, as a lone sailor
looks out, now and then – can it be? – telling me who.
Share away:
I shall see your eyes before me as I go past
innumerable nothings. The original hue
I shall see of an ocean of days, as a lone sailor
looks out, now and then – can it be? – telling me who.