Pinhole

I marvelled at the light
Bursting from your eyes,
And called it love.

For who can turn about,
Gaze at sun eclipsed,
And not go blind?

Oh, rather to see love
Through a pinhole,
Than close my eyes.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s