Her: Disposition

A dark night and an extinguished flame.
A dark night and an extinguished flame.

Muddy waters, mischief in the eyes
I wonder what these blindfolded eyes are searching for.
A lot to lose; no shackles to bind her
That rosy glaze in the eye bemuses her, the child’s cry amuses her – a split second only.
She thinks she knows herself not knowing herself at all, The reflection yells at her…
Muddy waters mischief in the eyes
I wonder what those distended pupils wish to discover.

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