Cannot Take My Eyes Off Of You.

Cannot Take My Eyes Off Of You.

A Poem by xXxCynicalWarsxXx

So is it just like you said it would be?

Warm in the stomach, pain in the heart, 'till death do us part?

Until we separate into the oceans of tears and fights?

Will you even look at me?

Because, I cannot take these eyes off of you,

No, I cannot and I will not take my eyes off of you.

Not as I you're fading away into the darkness of night,

Where you walk away to leave me behind,

Where the misty rain meets the glistening roads and owls cry for the moon.

Not as you're completely gone in the blackest sight,

Where eyes close and hearts break,

Where it is just like you said it would be.

So is it just like you said it would be?

A dream I’m not going to wake up from?

Not as my canvas is splattered with red, and scars, and death is lingering?

Not as my eyes burn with liquid salt and the rivers turn into oceans?

Oceans that I will one day drown in

And blood that I will one day mix in the ground with yours.

Yes these eyes will not remove from the sight of you,

Because I have you in front of me, a photograph so real.

And you’re smiling your best, and you’re being you.

And that’s all I need to know I cannot take my eyes off of you.

Not even as you're vanishing into the air from my grasp.

© 2011 xXxCynicalWarsxXx


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Wow! You create a dynamic flow of anguish and questioning here that reaches into the soul and pulls out rational thought and replaces it with an emotional elevator. I can relate to the feelings pulsating from this piece. The photo is the key, into which the worlds are fused and the heart can't stop beating, no matter the pain.

Great Ink!
Aaron

Posted 12 Years Ago



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I am only the girl you see. My mind is caves and roads of red. My heart is generous and yes, Who am I without scars? I have my secrets. I have my songs I play and sing. Mostly, I have just my in.. more..

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