I’ve seen eyes that capture all that I am and pull it to the front so I see it all, good and bad.
Eyes that looked so deep I imagine I could fall into them and get lost.
Eyes that have seen until the end of the world and so much more.
Eyes that hold captive the beasts that dwell where we dare not go and put them to a deep sleep.
Eyes that have power and strength and ideas good enough to topple the world,
The same eyes that need nothing more than a warm mug of tea
And another pair of eyes to share the world with.

You will always be my ***** little secret
my dark horse
my tamed demon
the boogeyman in the closet
the monster under my bed
the voices in my head
the pain torturing me,
wishing I was dead!

you will always be my expensive regret
my losing bet
my what they ****?
my what the heck?

You will always be a part of me
which I will try to forget the most
you will always be with me
everywhere I go...
my living ghost!

A black dove.

Beautiful yet cursed,

from he above.

I inhale
Fresh air
Produced by my
Dear friends
The trees and flowers and plants

I give it back to you

Well look at that,
We do have something in common after all;
Life

If love is blind,
Then memories serve
As its blindfolds.

© 2014 J.S.P.