The Story Of Her Face

In her eyes

You see a thousand years 

Of living

And giving

And loving

A thousand years

Of melancholy

***

Her lips tell you stories

***

They move

Without sound 

***

You hear her heart beat

Knocking the doors of yours

And finding no answer

***

Why do we all do it

Learn from it

But then fall for the same 

knock on the door

Which makes her run to it

***

She opens it

And no one is standing there

***

It was a tree 

Flirting with a window

In the darkness of the night

The darkness of the heart

***

A million days go by 

And still

Her ancient eyes tell 

The same story

***

The story of a wounded heart

And a soul

Longing for a breath

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