eye

Deep.

An ocean of more than everything, steeped

to its own artistic endeavor

wanting to be in someone's favor

of love and grace— authentic as it can be

she desired to be free

free from guilty stains and filthy doings

free from the past of unbroken chains and uneventful beginning

Shallow.

shallow as her emotions she tried to conceal

but she failed for she was more than a depresso—

coffee tastes more bitter than it usually does.

She was more than an iris—

more than that coffee brown hue of her windows to her soul

more than the two lifeless egocentric stuff

because, she knew she's more than enough.