Your Eyes


Your eyes, they tell stories
Staring back at me
Piercing me, Punishing me
In all your glory
You make love
But no promises
You bring lust
Without the rush
For more

Your eyes, they touch my soul
And for a while
I don’t feel cold
My pleasure
You now control
I’d run, but you’ve tightened
Your hold

Your eyes, they’re in my dreams
So I lay awake
To avoid the screams
So then I can escape
To nowhere
And every where
The silence would be a prize
But I’d go crazy without
The passion I see
In your hazel eyes