It's said that the eyes,
are the gateway to the soul
your eyes piercing
right through me.
Like shredded glass
the stains penetrate mine.

Those emerald eyes, oceans
of green fire - do they
always flicker, am I one of
few that can keep them alight?
Or are they mine and yours,
alone?

Can I put them in a chest?
Or stare into them forever,
so time steadily slows down
and for few seconds



Peace...