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your eyes (a haiku)

they are not windows
finger print smudged panes of glass
they’re incandescent

November 7, 2015

Author unfilteredpoetryPosted on December 17, 2016April 8, 2017Tags your eyesLeave a comment on your eyes (a haiku)

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