Saturday 12 May 2018

Species




Species



In your eyes
I see all eyes
Held in different shapes
Who feel the same
As you do
Destined for other fates
For what reason?
There is no reason
To distinguish heart from heart
To share a home
With one
Should pardon
The whole
And not the part.



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