Angel Dust Eyes

February 4, 2008
By Lily Coryell- Moore, Ambler, PA

Your eyes are wild like the night,
With the luminosity of stars,
Stars that have erupted into flames,
They sparkle with angel’s dust.

Such a deep, penetrating gaze.
Your eyes see through everything I am,
Every lie I have spun like an intricate quilt.
They see straight into my darkened soul.

You read me like a child’s book,
The pages are wide open for you,
And you drink in every last one,
With your angel dust eyes.

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