Penelope's Eyes

Penelope's eyes remind me of a far past

When I was an invisible sailor in love

With a woman who was looking for an expert.

Penelope's eyes emanate both love and hope

Shining through her dark eyes like flames of fleeting peace.

Her last name says it all; a word the never dies

Unlike Penelope's eyes; closed now, like her mouth,

Yet still penetrating my chest with their light warmth,

Allowing me to dream her in reality.

Penelope's eyes speak to me in Shakespeare's tongues;

Although it is the Bard's pussy that steals the show,

Along with her feet(s) and every other sentence.

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Dedicated to Penelope Israel.