That look was present in your eyes
Carved in white where silence lies
A mannequin of love and grief
A touch once true, a false belief
The shape formed their winter skin
Perfect eyes with no life within
Blank expressions that saw through
Vacant eyes became untrue
They stand pale and bare
Empty and plain beneath the air
It stares through time, still it remains
Devoted still to sculpted pain
The veil was raised as your eyes appeared
Each blink brought a tear, so he sought you near
Your beauty blinded the silence that grew
It broke the life that still saw you