I am troubled, immeasurably
by your eyes. I am struck by the feather
of your soft reply.
The sound of glass
speaks quick, disdain
and conceals
what your eyes fight
to explain."
by your eyes. I am struck by the feather
of your soft reply.
The sound of glass
speaks quick, disdain
and conceals
what your eyes fight
to explain."
( Jim Morrison )
[ Wilderness: The Lost Writings, ]
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