Mystic Rhythms Poetry ~ 1998

~ Eyes ~

by Sab Will
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Eyes

Hello there
Peek-a-boo
I see you
I see you hiding

Behind your gaze
You’re wide awake
Hoping somebody notices

You’re a young thirty five
And never been kissed
Properly, you’re still waiting
To be noticed
And seen

Funny that
How people look through you
Pretending to be really there
While all you’re trying to do
Is be less invisible

I saw someone hiding
Behind your gaze
And she cried out to me
But I wasn’t able to answer
Because she had bitten off my tongue

And I’m a young thirty five
And I’ve never been kissed
And I’m still waiting to be noticed
Properly
Funny that

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© Sab Will 1998

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