Wednesday 11 November 2015

#74



Dirty joke
And the world goes
For a spin
All fingers point to
The contrary
The opposite of you
The sea inside, calm
The storm, raging
For a minute
And the creatures
Hiding
Behind the structures
of man
In your mind
But no one and
Nothing
is a mirror
For your smiling eyes
I'd rather look at
Your face when you laugh

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