Another Dimension 1/30


as I lay to rest and close my eyes
spirit drawls language beyond my eyes

thriving your meek, a feathered touch
organs arouse except sleepy eyes

with milk in my skin that riles the earth
dreams say, I am soil, full brown eyes

our stories breathe life in words unsaid
poetry and sonnets stream light in our eyes

I taste beauty in peaks and valleys
unearthed soul found home in your eyes.

©2016 Liza Morales

(Ghazal poetry)


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