Shading

Colored pencils on the desk
a shading of you
your eyes seem to stare
mistress crime
lover of mine
smudges where kisses once flowed

Standing light
torn aside and there is nothing left to cry
across the table pictures see
light never seen before

but the shading has left your eyes.

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