27 June 2012
Staring into the face A story shall unfold It's blind to misery Happiness is now told
Each contoured bone Has a memory there Shedding just a few When it's time to bare
The eyes have glory The colour so divine Lashes of beauty Mingle into time
Curves of the mouth Show tales of dreams Lines of laughter Are the facial seams
To smell such pleasure From the nose I see Reminds myself of times When the face is me
The Face • Opuss № I