My eyes
Were glazed over before,
All veins
Have the gelid water
Hot blood nor
Are we lost
In the face of destiny
Or full of power?
Spectral colors
Dye the time
Each hour
A second coat of paint
Should cover,
Pigments of love
In her Irises
Discover
2010/1/29
Persian Nightingale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pigments-of-love/
