Eyes

Framed with fringe
glossed with tears
fogged up windows
in crash fears
drip in pain
upon the frame
the soul resides
from you
I cannot hide
open windows
into my soul...

Your eyes are a window unto to your soul. beware.
~T

Open Windows

Open windows reveal to me
another world,
someone else's place to be
rushing by, I hope to glance
into this world
a hope, a chance
what lies behind those blinds
could change the way we think
do they have things to hide?
are they the next link?
so as those windows flash by
glance and you might see
a man who knows how to fly
or a woman going pee.

LOL, so I wrote this humorous poem today. The idea came to me when I was driving home from work and realized that when I see houses that have their lights on inside and curtains/blinds open, that I look to see what's going on inside the house...I guess I'm nosy...anyone else do this? lol.
~T~