Biographical Poetry posted March 13, 2024 |
A poem about the eyes that kept me sane
His Eyes
by Heather Bagley
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A poem about a Man contest entry
To give a literal description of these eyes, they were bright blue, and light scattered on them like stars and I used to call them his "twinkly eyes."
My brain will forget my favorite parts of the people I love/am attracted to (voice/face etc.) to trick me into seeking that person out so that I can remember that certain feature. I was forcibly separated from this person, and I was desperately clinging to every memory I could, but eventually forgot the details of his face, but I forced the eyes to remain.
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and 2 member cents. My brain will forget my favorite parts of the people I love/am attracted to (voice/face etc.) to trick me into seeking that person out so that I can remember that certain feature. I was forcibly separated from this person, and I was desperately clinging to every memory I could, but eventually forgot the details of his face, but I forced the eyes to remain.
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