Never Again

will I allow yours
    
to see my eyes
as transparent as the bare
glass window in the morning sun
welcoming you for the day ahead


to set my eyes before yours
as patient as the
Leaning Tower of Pisa
can endure


will I permit mine
to glance
to look
to stare
on your eyes
whether you are
looking
glancing
or staring back
whether yours is the first one to
glance
look
stare


never again
no more
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