Beautiful Eyes

I can feel these words from the page as they melt,

dripping sorrow and take fortune from the pain

while the moon starts to smile,

grinning all the simple while

until it happens.

 

 

the moment when we

fall apart,

no mercy for the giver,

but could you hear me out?

You won't deliver.

 

 

but then the due dates changed,

ranging from years to months to days

when you dropped the paper

without my signature placed

 

 

it was not mine, was never a time,

yet in your eyes.....

I could never trace a lie.