New You

If you look
closely
at that
mirror,
you’ll
see the
oceans
I see
in  your
face,
and the
secret
layers
in
between
this
place and
the next.
Your
eyes force
wind
to shut
up and stare,
and of course,
the
lips, in
their
true
rare form
give
way
to
the mess
of Greek
Gods.

Yes,
I remember
the
time
you
spoke
and the
mountains
moved
slightly
to
the right.
Yes, I
remember
when
you gave
way
to thought
and
the days
added
to themselves
the 25th
hour.

See, I see
you
for what
the
Gods
have intended.
It’s the
only
way I
know
how to
see you.

M.C. Davis

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2 thoughts on “New You

  1. always the true poet! 🙂

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