Ebony lashes separate.
Say goodbye as lids
fold upwards, downwards.

Open to the windows
that show the spirit
bottled within flesh.

The fractals of irises
glint and reflect.

Pupils contract in light.
Dryness settles in.

The lashes above yearn
for the neighbors below.

They glide back down
rooted into eyelids to
greet the lashes once departed,
now entwined together.

They kiss briefly,
parting once more.