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What color are your eyes

Blue as the skies

Or as dark as the soil

(The source of your

Bi-weekly paycheck)?

We both wear sunglasses

Walking across the garden center

From opposite ends


Glancing at each other

Suddenly still, staring

Through UV lenses

There is a visible, sizzling bond

Despite the tint

Shading the expression

The magical “look”

And the color of

Each other’s eyes

Sensing the surprise

Of timeless recognition

Until a customer

Comes between us

And I move on, thinking

“I only imagined the violins…”


© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Zazzle/Leslie Harlow sunglasses  (“Some Enchanted Evening” sung by Giorgio Tozzi)



John Knowles said,

“There was no harm in taking aim,

Even if the target was a dream.”


So she took it to mean

It was ok to fantasize

But she took it too literally


Found a viable target

But she couldn’t leave the internet alone

Couldn’t leave the images

Couldn’t leave the social media

Had to look, more and more each day


Until there was too much information


That interfered with the fantasy


Like a wife and children

Like a happy marriage


She so wanted to press him

Like a touchscreen

To find the definition of their love


No, no love in a fantasy

Merely solipsistic pretense

So she tried to end it with him

On her part


Since he didn’t know


But like Lot’s wife

She turned around

One final time

And turned into

A pillar of silicon…

© 2014 ViataMaja, Laminas