Azure irises curve the length of the world,
glinting wonder cascading down
in colors that evade the artists’ palette.
Wild and untamed, bent from strain;
his feelings soar with eagles and brood
in caverns whose air has not touched
the lungs of men. Gathering strength
from unquenchable river beds,
the magic sparks from his fingers,
rippling along his body and surging
across the arc of his mind.
She stands in portrait stillness,
shimmering eyes see colorless
shades founded in steel sheens
of neutrality, a daily vaccine
against relentless uncertainty
beating against strained levees.
This world’s austerity is cold
falling like snow that erodes
from her obstinate mindset
that is expressed by an alphabet,
twenty six letters that fits cleanly
the mould of all life’s verity.
His eyes saw what hers refused to see.
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