Upon first wearing contact lenses (poem)

 

what moonlit night!

so soft a light as dimmed

by shadows lightly

touching grasstips and leaf’s edges

glowing soft in yellow haze

‘neath star-filled sky

stars fall around me

blazing lights coldly blue

each star beringed by

a seven-fold hue from

red to indigo-blue

and skies as misty as

when faeries bathe in

morning dew and fill

the air with vap’rous

scents lingering like

the memory of you.

 

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