Eyes
Eyes abused once innocent
sparkle less than a yellow flame,
window swept of a beautiful scent,
Maps dusty appear and have bleed.
Some keys never fit a door's lock
and we are on purgatory's dock
and forever all over flicking again,
books never read have our name.
Copyright © Ryan Geoffrey-Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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