Silver Eyes
Her mouth was painted with the stains of sweet, ripe raspberries
Our kiss tasted of summer's promise
As warm as the sun-baked earth beneath us
Above a sky of midnight blue bathed in brilliant stars
But the only moonlight shimmered in her silver eyes
My name a song I pulled from her lips
Her lithe body quivered in the warm summer breeze
(The sestina still needs work... coming soon to a computer screen near you!)
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