The Midas Touch
The Midas Touch


These eyes had
Forgotten to twinkle.
Just blinked,
Sometimes welled up,
For no reason.
The depth unfathomable,
Looked at the world
Like everyone else does.
The eyelids bat
More often now.
They have been
Loved and kissed
And praised
Like never before
It yearned and found
That Midas touch.
It speaks now
To everyone
Tells the stories
Of pleasure and pain
Still remain
As you say 'worrisome'
You like it that way
So it worries
All the more.
Of loans, provisions, and bills
Cater to the needs of kids and
Spouse ..
Still
Sheepishly
It glows
The purpose of being feminine
Arouse
And the eyes then
Close again
And ask for love
And the gentle kiss.