Reading Through the Eyes
Then I thought:
Its eyes pierced me
Reading through my thoughts;
I tried hard, but
Its intentions I could not see.
I felt bare
My emotions left at its mercy;
I felt vulnerable; trespassed.
This was rare.
I turned my gaze
Pretending to walk away;
I cluttered my thoughts
It was still reading through the maze.
Now I know:
Thousands see it and say
They understand it;
Through their eyes, it reads
A thousand men, everyday;
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