The sky was green wine held up in the sun,
The moon was a golden petal between.
She opened her eyes, and green
They shone, clear like flowers undone
For the first time, now for the first time seen.
~ D.H Lawrence 1885-1930 ~
I like this poem,
I guess as my eyes are green,
and I like to share some things I have seen.
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