Saturday, September 4, 2010

The Eyes Have It

she threw the words like daggers
and he blinked
two, three, four, ten times
dumbfounded at the attack
until realization settled
balanced heavily on his shoulders
and he fled
trailing sorrow in his wake
that lapped at her ankles
reminding of lazy Sundays
and down on one knee
before she made him blink
when his eyes were wide and guileless
and saw only her
in all her sanity or not
level gaze ever
until she blinked
three, four, eleven
jump starting the stalled heart
in his blind wake