IN HER EYES
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I'm locked in the jail of her eyes,
behind the barricades -
-those tiny lids under the guise
of radiating shades
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where sun glisters as twinkling stars
flicker within the shed
arranged in beds and raven bars
like glossy java spread
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to gleam the darks in universe
her eyes are good enough
as symmetry will reimburse
they shoulder every cuff.
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They scorch my personality
and blind and bind my heart
and make me sleep in helotry -
-in words that fall apart.
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This pretty jail I never pray
in any shortened time
to be freed from its caging prey
and in its paradigm.
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