chimes

the chime of your eyes
run through my nerves
noiseless,
filling empty vessels
through silent glances

the chime of your eyes
exhibit tales and toys
lost,
in the the embers of
grizzly adulthood

the chime of your eyes
perfumes desire
soiled
in purple lilacs
and purple rosemary

the chime of your eyes
sing every night
soporific
in pillowing dreams
of valleys and woods

the chime of your eyes
becomes sunlight every now,
blinding
infernos and black-holes
of lesser societies

the chime of your eyes
vocal and vibrant
disquiet
even when you turn back
and walk backwards

the harmonious hushes
in the metallic glimpses
hear would you ever?
the chime of your eyes
through my very own pair