Lilac Lids


Lilac lids, two soft purple seashells;

Reflecting through glistening diamond soul.

 

Lashes swept down, golden and brown;

Bones of china sensitive to the very breeze.

 

I trace your jaw; you blush ginger pink.

Your eyes meet mine; I see the ocean.

 

Your eyes shut and all is black.

You are gone and I see nothing;

 

I sink fast; lured into abyss.

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