Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Ojos

walking further and further into the retina past the brown
forgotten in the gaze when youre everywhere to be found
id like to dissect the pupil and cut down my soul from your eyes
shame these real eyes could never realize real lies
bright lights and velvet curtains, my habitat since i was born
now standing still on my stage as i watch you perform
the 4 chambers will never beat and the glare will never leave
as long as i look at the image the mind cannot conceive
the rim where your eyes change from deep brown to white
reminds me of the effect the moon gives to the night
the stars are jealous because without the moon i cannot see
and just like the moon, your eyes give light to me
occasions where our eyes meet i watch you read me like a book
knowing my eyes will always see yours with love in my look.



you really dont have to read these hah