Eyes Within The Soul By emotion I age, I grow full As I’m aware and can feel my way, eyeless around any room, as the room enlarges Then collapses into me, I know … How to engage these winters Of my dreams: they summon my courage and I grow deathlessly into spring. I have emaciated my devils And in doing so, rest in oblivion. Perhaps this is why my heart still beats, Perhaps this is what fills me with emotion. Sep 16 2 Facebook Tweet Email
