The content of your eyes. The galaxy
glowing in your eyes. Lost in deepest space
of your eyes I flow in soft rhapsody,
in eternal gazing, rapt in each trace
of light, of history and knowing your
eyes reveal in their clear telling, each note
of past caress, kiss, breath of loss, so sure
in your heart where my heart lies. I devote
my eyes to your eyes. Piano lifts “Clair
de Lune” to us. In your eyes I see moon
Verlaine and Debussy must have felt there:
still, sad and beautiful. You come too soon
and go too soon, leave shining of your eyes
like moonlight in our room: soul’s memories.
Roger Armbrust
August 31, 2014
