Hyacinth Eyes
A green gold ring
I watch in the mirror
It with my fingers cling
Lovingly evoking a shiver
Your eyes are blue
Like the flower of spring, hyacinths
And when I whisper your name, Drew
love flood my heart apart slipping through the labyrinths
When we first met
The shelter was rare in the violent night
Our fingers touched, me upset
Inadvertently, these spirits filled with nothing
Intertwined
Your heart beats
And my soul seldom perches in sadness
Copyright © Mehr Jethi | Year Posted 2023
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