Eyelids
Hovering in blue.
I heard from deepness beatings of your eyes.
Halcyons, waves and the eyelids
smashing me of the steep shore.
Hovering in green
From mountains I heard the rustle of your eyes.
The firs, the grass and eyelids
dancing over the world's dark circles
Hovering in grey.
Holding my heart with tree fingers on a rock
and I heard the blinking of your eyes
as well as my throb between
sky and earth.
I dont know if I steped away into blue,
neither if I crushed by green.
My sole of foot was grey
like stone
and wind
and life
and your eyes
when are not blues or green.
Copyright © Christi Monte | Year Posted 2011
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