POETRY: EYES

Those eyes of black and white. 

Like the light in my heart but filled with darkness. Like a shell of malevolence surrounded by contempt and beauty. Those eyes of death but of life..

 I gaze. So silently. And so profound. I look at those eyes of gold. Those eyes of haze, getting me lost by an impossible maze. 

Those eyes of black and white. 

Like a group of stars blanketing the nothingness of space. Like your spirit withheld within by the love of your soul.

Those eyes of nothin but everything..

I stare. So strong. And so focused. The pupils in your eyes are roses. Those eyes are bare, looking at them has me thinking of dreams inside a nightmare.

Those eyes of black and white. 

Like a grenade inclosed in a field of flowers waiting to explode. Like a single black cloud in the sky waiting to pour out into a white rain. Those eyes of rage but full of peace..

I see. So lovingly. And so tight. Your eyes are beautiful. Electric. Pure. You make me be. I feel sane with your insanity. Your eyes bleed a lust for sex and tenacity. Your eyes reflect so much, so much to me. 

Those eyes of yours are like eyes of mine. 

Those eyes of black and white.