Neville

Sheen

Sheen

 

Somewhere behind these eyes

the seed of a soul does barely hide ..

A kaleidoscope within a rainbow

prismed ..

Like petrol on still water, glistens ..

The sheen

upon a starling’s back imprisoned ..

A stolen kiss,

a glimpse, an elliptical eclipse ..

A fleeting

iridescent glint, and presence

no longer felt, yet still smiling, albeit blindly ..