Frozen Eyes

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Frozen eyes….

and like the wail of a crying child…
she grieves for what is lost to her…
finding solace in a shared moment….
she absently brushes the thought away….

there is no beauty in the sky….
or warmth on her face…
passion is spent…
and loves promise is…
is a lie…

left too long in the sun….
it withers…
it dies…
if not nurtured or cared for…
finding nothing to comfort her frozen heart…

she looks off into the sunset…
far to the west…
to a small land…
with white capped mountains…
frozen eyes look back…

and slowly …very slowly…
agonizingly slow she turns away….

Kristin Brilliant………..Feb, 1997