Oh, how I cherish your glazed maple eyes I dive in their sweet invitation Your temptation teasing my desire Wisely spoiling me Yet cautiously halting overindulgence How I envy for those glazed gifts With that honeyed skin and tenderness Graced with such an illustrious figure I desperately extend for a comforting embrace But met with the cruelty of your distance You were always one to complain About the weather, always too warm But on those perfect February nights that rang out The flawless chord of harmony You would flow as surely as a river to the sea The girls were jealous Of how seductive and flirtatious you were The boys were entranced Of how hypnotic your body swayed in the wintery air But only few could see, past the superficial During that Maple Sugar Moon When times were rough I was hobbling, drowning in longing But who else besides your kind heart To rekindle the ember inside a dying soul So now, as a reminisce of a time so dear As the daylights push longer And the starry skies stray further from reach I’ll always remember the kindness that keeps me moving From those Glazed Maple Eyes Eidan Miana - Literary Owl Nature Writer
Eidan Miana is an aspiring scholar, naturalist, and journalist from San Diego, CA. He passionately writes environmental poetry and short fiction, illustrating scenes from coastal sunsets to emerald forests. When off-campus, he can be found hiking the local trails and taking in the Socal sunshine. In addition to Tiny Seed, his work can be read at The Mustang Journal, a small, independent journal he founded with his schoolmates.