Your Eyes

The sun's flame catches in your eyes

Drawn by the threads of gold

Two crystal pools of liquid joy

Profess their feelings bold.

 

 

 

They sing of love, a mermaid's song

And draw me oh so close

I try to run, I try to hide

My heart just won't oppose.

 

 

Warm crystal pools, I've seen these eyes

Grow deep and dark and cold

I've seen them turn, I've seen them burn

As jealousy takes hold.

 

 

 

Convincing eyes, yet can't disguise

They're toying with their prey

And though I yearn, I have been burned

So please just look away

Reviews

[Michael X]

two eyes.. magnetic gold- breaking shores in grey.. your poem left my head swimming after analyzing
the form and flow... truly a work of yearning artfully describing..the beat takes the readers heart along
for the ride so to speak...as the passionate projection reveals what it means to be consumed by
jealousness in the heat of the moment.. to look into the eyes is to be lead..by the song.. will certainly
crash the soul against rocks of painful -slowly turmoiling heartache..visually contemplative. great work

[KGV]

I love this.

[PianoandPage]

the power of the eyes. you describe them beautifully.

although not usually a fan of rhyme you do a very decent job of writing in that style.

[Akaila]

this was beautiful!! it was powerful and full of emotion! ahh i will finish this comment later! I HAVE TO GO TO CHURCH!
~akaila~

[Amor-de-angel]

Powerful, sad and yet beautiful.

You have a way with words that is enviable

I look forward to reading more from you

[Peter J. Hodgson]

An interesting piece it feels like this is about some individual whom has decieved or hurt the person telling it, been burned - to be hurt so deeply, the scars are left permanant in its wake. Very strong and powerful, balanced well.