Your Eyes are Open

She is looking at you

her hair tied back in a headscarf

The sun sets over broad puddles

left on the beach by the ebbing tide

the tide taking with it the sun

She kisses your cheek

Her eyes are open

Your eyes are open

You have a picture of that moment, a photograph

You don’t need to look at it to see her looking at you

With her eyes open

With your eyes open

Holding the photo

you close your eyes

And she is looking at you

vss #56


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