vintage eyes

hazy reflection

on a cold wintry day

cleaning the mirror

with arthritic hands

no

the haze stayed

for her vintage eyes

saw all things blurred

your eyes…haiku

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(google images)

i can drown in them

they are a window to your soul

your eyes drive me crazy