An eye for an eye,
Leaves one man shy.
With his eye,
He  shall pry
Into the land,
And be hand.
The crown
And gown.
Along with a ring ,
For the rightful king.

There she is,
Eyes of emerald,
Hair of silk.
Complete perfection.

I walk towards her
Open my mouth.
Then close it
Suddenly.
As I walk on past

Why?
Because she is like the sun,
And I am mearly star dust.

My thoughts slip away,
my blood runs cold.
Every time, she leaves my arms.

I become lost.
A disillusioned wanderer,
A hopeless fool.
In a constant search,
Yet finding nothing.
Apart from her urge.

She is divine, holy, sacred.
She is pale as the snow,
Yet black as tar.
She soothes my mind.
She completes me.

And every time she leaves I die.
Ensued by my screams of maddens.
My cries of despair.
As I crave nothing but her.

She hooked me at first touch.  
Enslaving me in insanity.
Dreaming of her kiss.
Deluded by the Drug she is.