Pupil Magic
Another poem about the eyes
Published in
Feb 26, 2021
Allow me a moment to object
To the easy judgment you reflect
On your eyes, deeming them mere objects
But before mine, they
Assume their position as windows
To a unique world, seeking to approach my own
Translating words unwilling to exit your lips
Drawing feelings never met by vocabulary’s list
Writing thoughts unable to exit your wildest dreams
Multi-talented pupils reading your soul by effortless means.
Angelina Der Arakelian
