For Your Eyes
FOR YOUR EYES
I wanted to bring you
Something from my bike-ride
But couldn’t find a rock
That was shiny enough
For your eyes.
There were no flowers
Bright enough
For your eyes.
Not a sight scenic enough
Nor feather white enough
For your eyes.
For your eyes are rivers
To your soul and I am
A lonely traveler
Making my way home.
So, what I’m asking is this,
I’ve come empty-handed,
Will you still take me in?
Copyright © Phil Capitano | Year Posted 2016
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