she is dying

crystalline eyes like clear jades held up to the sun
with light-beams streaming through onto my form
illuminating what brilliance remains in my world
I see these eyes and cry, because she is dying

Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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