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Lightning & Conductor – Such were his eyes in the morning


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Did he ever know how his eyes sparked in the morning?

Not at first, not those half-dreaming, limbo-sleeping moments, but then, when I touched him, gave him a smile and twinkling eyes – they sparked

As if though a lightning hit them and catalyzed energy into them

Maybe I was the lightning 

Maybe he was my conductor 

Did he ever know how I, sometimes, tested his affection for me, judging from his eyes, if they glistened or not. 

Imagine new-fallen snow in the first rays of sun in the morning

The glimmer it emits? 

Such were his eyes in the morning

New-fallen snow in the sun

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