Beautiful eyes peer through my soul not knowing the chaos that resides.
An exchange of smiles but no more, not for you anyway.
It was for that moment when I indulged in you.
Your smile, an amazing world of blue skies and sunshine.
Tasting the rays and feeling the clouds it was heaven for that moment.
Just a smile to you.
Now I return to my dark solace to sort through this organized chaos.
To put pieces of half torn memories together.
Ethereal disjointed scenes of love, loneliness.
My only comfort alienated.
To look through my eyes and see you as I do would be to look upon a
Goddess.
As you walk away nothing comes to mind.
All the words gone as if they were never there.
I see them taunting me but to no avail they are gone.
Like your beautiful eyes that peer through my soul not knowing

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Valnuary, in the year 386 AF.