Black Eyes
Each thought of you takes flight
like a raven in the night
and wings its way to dizzying heights
I would not have dared to try.
Like a silver-shadowed phoenix
you rise again anew,
though I try each night to conquer
the dreams I have of you.
Copyright © Ashley Poort | Year Posted 2011
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