The Heart-Shaped Glasses
I bought them today.
Gold frames, yellow lenses .
I had one of these as a child.
Red, plastic, heart-shaped glasses,
which made me love men too early.
I wore them everywhere.
Blindfolded, under the spell, so lovable.
I always thought that they had got lost.
Now I realized I have never taken them off.
It is time to see the sun again.
Copyright © Danka Sikorska | Year Posted 2014
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