When loneliness keeps you company
Spring feels like a winter day
That does not start with sunrise
Nor ends with freezing rain
When memories keep you covered
Like a soldier’s blanket in a trench
Through its holes you can still see
Shooting stars above the trees
When a name has brown eyes
You lose yourself in cities of steel
Hoping to run away
From all that sounds like good-bye
But when your face has deeper wrinkles
Than the desert dunes after a storm
You call that name, in loneliness
And pull the blanket to your eyes
Your brown eyes
November 30, 2018
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2018
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