There is music in your eyes,
When saccades dart away & nigh
To focus rhythmic minds with time
Then play dreams with lullabies.
Watching blinks is listening to winks
With drawn out wonders singing comply
Bleating hearts to patterned eros
I am counted amongst the mirroring chorus.
Well lit by resilience,
But battered, chipped, & muddy.
Your silence tones kindled brilliance
In tuned glances to renew & ruddy.
Will you pair their wiles with my company?
