The ghazal form of poetry originated in Persia. dversepoets
Looking-glass Eyes
She appears from the past forever young,
her reflection in his looking-glass eyes.
Images within images repeat,
tiny flecks of blue in looking-glass eyes.
His portrait passes through portals of time,
infinitely through her looking-glass eyes.
Like ribbons of twinkling Christmas lights mirrored
rows of memories displayed in windows' eyes.
Their smiling eyes drink in each other's love,
sipping summer orchard tea with adoring eyes.
Together soulmates easily surrender
to their bliss deep within smoldering eyes.
Irises project a dream within dreams,
ferry on the tears of green Irish eyes.
Swimming upstream in golden sunlight,
to only float back in looking-glass eyes.
I do love to see infinity in those reflections... i think that is how eyes are like wells.
ReplyDeleteI like how those eyes drink in each other's love. There is more than vision going on here.
ReplyDeleteI love, 'looking-glass eyes.' Such a beautiful refrain for reflections.
ReplyDeleteThe lines, "She appears from the past forever young,
ReplyDeleteher reflection in his looking-glass eyes," is such a lovely thought! To be looked at that way.
Thank you, Bekkie.
DeleteEyes is such a beautiful way to use the refrain.Windows to the soul. Hafiz would approve.
ReplyDeleteI like the concept of looking-glass eyes.
ReplyDeleteThanks.
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