Tuesday, August 14, 2012


When she looks at me,
her eyes, her smirk, lit from within
and above,
I see
a person I had never seen before I knew her.
But when she turns away,
I recognize
the side of her head
from pictures I have seen
as the face I use
to not face  anything
in front of me.
It is the side of the moon
turned away from
the Earth.
( did you know there are rivers,
gold and caves on that side/
I wanted to tell you but the timing
was never right)

How did she,
clever little daughter,
learn to make her cheek,
her nose,
flatten into
seriousness hidden
head on?
Sparkling eyes widely unseeable
from the side
I recognize
as my own.

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