“ The Eyes ” ~ beyond ~

The eyes had died

Yet mind did see

To guide the hand,

Would trace

With gentle touch,

The lines

And curves,

That shape

The contours

Of her face,

While in his soul

Where love endures,

Limn so the form

In consciousness,

And so a place

Wants fix the way,

Finds to embrace

A lucid picture

Means to stay…


He needn’t eyes

Nor even words

To hear her heart,

Tell of the place

Where feelings start,

And see her face

Thus so beyond

His eyes had gone!