One Another's Eyes

by BOB GALLO   Mar 29, 2024

I am a migrant bird
of your beauty
seasons after seasons;
I remember you
when I remind you of me,
the clear pond of one another's eyes.

We are butterfly of all the springs,
the full moon,
round and round,
around the chain of
of our beauty,

where we meet
one another again
everyday and everywhere.


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