The image shows a black background with a yellow hand held up, fingers curled towards the palm and the index finger reaching out, nails painted neon green.

Eyes

I dreamt of a stranger so vividly once.

A face that I’ve never seen before

Sitting on the bus, as he stood outside

There was something upsetting but then I saw his eyes.

The only word that came to mind was beautiful

A pure, unadulterated feeling of beautiful

And all my anger went away.

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