Poetry : (Both work and title in progress.. =) ]

of how you
open your eyes
and see faint
glint of silver
in my outlines
of rust, pain
and despair.

your gaze flew
became the wind
sailing across
half a world away
transforms into
invisible fingers
caressing
numb flesh and soul
too long denied,
too long abandoned.

it was there
in your eyes
i saw
myself
smile

and though
one day
your eyes
shall hold me
for the last time

(finish this later...)