Season of your eyes

The holes in the sky
pink and blue and red
they refuse me
and deny me
everything I've always wanted
everything I ever cared for
like the sun and the moon
and the season of your eyes

     after winter and summer
     also autumn and spring are disguised
     in the season of your eyes

The tower of days
brown and black and white
it controls me
tries to hold me
from rehearsing all the old moves
like the kissing and the hugging
the sleeping and the waking
in the season of your eyes

      refr.

                 tell me, were you cold last night
                 did you feel alone
                 did you miss my lips or hands
                 being on your own ?

September 1968