His eyes are just a drop in the ocean of
All the eyes that lovers have fallen into.
Some have pulled themselves back out.
Some have drowned.
Some have dragged themselves onto a raft -
A tenacious splinter that resists blinks.
Some have floated, submerged.
Some have dived in hastily,
To be repelled by an eyelid:
The ocean oasis concealed by arid plains.
Landlocked,
I remember the depths of irises,
The glisten of eager pupils...
They say you don't forget how to swim.
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