I see you
with my eyes
and I remember
that the real you
isn't the surface you,
you're hiding underneath,
in a place
where eyes cannot see.
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Author:
Christina K (
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I see you
with my eyes
and I remember
that the real you
isn't the surface you,
you're hiding underneath,
in a place
where eyes cannot see.
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Comments2
This could well apply to more than simply the souls we know by face, albeit I prefer to wander there as you painfully remind us things are not always what they seem. However, me thinks it was not false when they called eyes the window to the soul, you know? Care to enlighten me? Thanks for sharing.
Thanks CHRIS for another though provoking poem. In appraisal the outward appearance can be false and superficial ! It is the inner Man (and Woman) that matters ! In my experience it takes all our senses to really KNOW someone and that is essence of exploratory LOVE. Thanks for caring ~ BRIAN (UK) Please check my poems ~ Thanks B
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