Part of a Secret

He looks at her

while she poses for the camera

held an arm’s length away.

Her hair turns white in the sun,

and his dark eyes set fire.

There is a deep, pine forest in her eyes

that he begs to enter,

to illuminate her mystery,

or perhaps to become a part.

The sun is high,

and there are no shadows

except in the eyes.

Beneath dark lashes,

mysterious spheres narrate the soul

in prismatic fragments

so that all is revealed

and nothing is known

except when that brief white light

captures a single glimpse

and doesn’t let it pass

or change

or die –

barring him from the deep, pine forest

but always looking.


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