the habit of my eyes

to glance sideways

toward your face

fleeting

then to settle

for a longer gaze

 

how many minutes

or hours have there been

through all these years

glimpses

sure stares

I am never bored

 

Pamela Olson, 8/2/08

 

This poem was inspired

by the words ‘bored’, ‘habit’,

and ‘settle’ at Three Word Wednesday

 

Photo courtesy of Alexandra

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