What is there in the tent beyond your retina
in the filled shadowed windows with drapes slipping via?
With no wish to see into masked expressions
empty crystal has no meaning under the lashes
trace here hope, love, faith, lust, judgment and hatred
and there feels pain, joy, peace, unconcern, acid.
So many of them in each circle part
yet vital to pick the right mirror art
stars still shine through the depth of the darkest night
you'll find yours
if look into eyes.
Immense
© Copyright: Дивчина Биля Викна, 2014
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