Eyes like yours

I have seen waters cleaner than dreams

And leaves quieter that a goodbye

Hands whiter than

A forehead of a beauty

Branches thinner than dancers

Eyes sadder than widow’s eyes.

I’ve seen weeds softer that

Depths deeper than abyss memory

And healed thought on over grown paths

I’ve seen clouds

That cry swinging

and dry trees and flags

Handprints and a stamp of feat

On breasts of dark mountains hills

I’ve seen shadows

Darker than doubts, from a dream

From a night I’ve seen

But eyes like yours

I’ve not yet seen.