Beyond Sight.

A reflection of unfinished lines,
Two pots full of gilded phrases,
Portraits of emotions captured,
The exhibition held at the orbs.
Metaphors sacrificed at the altar of vision,
In cascading water droplets, the price to pay.
Our bodies – a concealed sheet of poetry,
Our eyes – the subtle giveaway.

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