My roving eyes - asteroids <br /> <br />with no predictable trajectory <br /> <br />collide with yours <br /> <br />the blow so oddly softened <br /> <br />by blooming irises of eyes <br /> <br />not even sparkles do arise <br /> <br />just short exchange of smiles <br /> <br />This special providence is <br /> <br />sometimes something very nice. <br /> <br />I am about to kiss <br /> <br />the finger of fate twice. <br /> <br /> <br />(this is a B-day poem in advance :) <br /> <br />Sofia,07/07/09<br /><br />ONElia AVElar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/non-predictable-trajectory/
