Your eyes were softer than I remembered,
than I thought they ever had been.
Hair framing an old painting tucked away in my attic
made me forget who I was looking at,
the petal-velvet smile
I had convinced myself was a dream,
tonight,
out of nowhere -
came you who I forgot.
Curse you,
curse you -
Never look at me like that again.
Monday, October 11, 2010
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