Tuesday, 19 January 2016

Her Golden Eyes


She's got much gold
So much gold in her gaze.
When she stares
I dare not stay unfazed.
Though she's ebony,
her darkness is my light.
Beaming with such glory
at the sight of her night.

She throws up gemstones
clear stones of orthoclase
when words flow from her stream
they cause my wet weakness.
She's not just royalty
Hera is her protege twice.
I'm turned to cold karats
Cos she's got golden eyes.



Words
Orthoclase: transparent yellow stone or feldspar.
Hera: From Greek mythology, the goddess of women.

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