When I looked into her eyes
I felt a wave of electricity go through me
Sitting there on the bench, sunset time it was
Her eyes were like the mystery
Painted on the walls
Of pyramids or grottos
Sometime before the fall
Of ancient governing bodies
Her eyes were like the sun
Shining on a silver lake
When the day is done
When the light is right and one
Feels a sense of peace
Something like serenity, something like release
A thing that’s sharp and buzzing and
Electric in its way
Alive and right and lively and
Thankful all the same.
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