They were satin white,
With two big black shining marbles in them
The Most Expressive I have ever seen
They said so many things at the same time
And yet, they were mysterious!
Like a straight simple statement of fact
Without any punctuation marks in it
Left free for any interpretation
Black printed ink on plain white bond paper...
You felt like asking questions to them
And you could be sure they would be answered
Answered yes, but not solved.
Answered not truly but only to your moment's satisfaction
Every time she batted an eyelid
It reminded me of rose petals
That same soft, tender, smooth look
With pink shades of fresh red blood flowing in them...
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