I see her eyes
Dark as autumn’s breath
Piercing my thoughts and inner deeds
Deeds I’ve thought long hidden.
I long to know what she is thinking
And how it pertains to me
But her smile leaves me in confusion
And not knowing how to be.
For behind her smile is baring teeth,
A sinister grin of evil.
Yet so peacefully she acts toward my skin,
Though her inner must be in torment.
How long must this go on?
When will our true sides show?
Should I be the first to give,
And let my aura glow?
Or should she be the first to tell…
To murder and abuse
Or should we stay the way we are,
And let illusions govern our souls?
I think it not to show myself,
And really don’t want to meet her.
Until the sun sets and the wind grows cold,
I will not show myself.
Myself cannot survive the wholesomeness
Of even the darkest day.
It’s all a mess, a cauldron within my brain.
Man’s fickle mind and broadness of sight
Has left in me an insight to those who would harm.
Yet even with all my ability of sight,
I cannot see into her.
Her eyes are the only way into her
A being of self and mystery.
Maybe one day I will learn how to find
A way to crack her shell
A way to let myself into her
And perhaps control her mind,
But until that day comes,
I will not let the clouds go away,
For sunlight hinders my sight.
I’ll stay in the deepest shadow
And hide all I can from her eyes.
