Reading

book-and-heart

Gazefullness robbed of lie
Held for ransom by iris-apeture
Divined by words
Of what is perennially loaned
To lobes painted in grey and white
Smuggling the contraband
Of bliss ensheathed in text
To the self-confessed owl.

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