WINDOW OF AN EYE
From the window of your eye today I can see the sky. You are a cheerful blue. You, from the window of your eye, lean out toward me, and now, are about to drop. You, in the depth of the window of your eye, firmly, embracing me. Now, you try to rub your cheek on mine, so, in a fluster I close the curtain of my eyelashes. You, close your window, and the music of a blink, extremely swiftly, passes stroking my soul.
(Shiraishi Kazuko)
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