Your First Stare
is short-lived.
Deep.
Like a crypt
yet coherently-linked
with your windblown hair
strewn with rubberclips poly-carbonated.
Candid.
As a sneeze
yet non-allergenic.
On its last seconds,
its supremacy
situated along the alleys of lashes
tightly-knit my lips
as if all-perceiving:
blunt
as a snore
yet
casual
as a yawn
etched
on heart's core.
Be that as it may
as i hang endured
for its sequel...
Copyright © Cayetano Young | Year Posted 2008
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