A galloping prance as suspicious as a
Court jester teasing at incoming visitors.
This child looks into the eyes of another and listens
For the colors.
Smells are finely registered.
Sifting away particulates.
Gems, succulent in taste,
Light penetrates through the vapors.
Eyes are as bright as lures in the snow
Find a box to hide their innermost
Inside.
-Sonja J Phinney © 27-Sep-2007
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