The Eyes

Your eyes. Daze in the sunlight. 

Echo in the moonlight.


Staring at them is somewhat 

Mesmerising. I can't look away. 

We're lost in the labyrinths of 

Her vision. 


Your femininity casts shadows

Over my soul. Can you see that?

Your hair flourishes and beams

Spiteful looks at me. 


I'm now alone. Staring into

Your eyes. I feel a slight 

Growth of guilt and shame. 

As I slowly harden and say

Your name.




  • JaydeVictoria

    Wow, the ending is really good to this poem, really good!

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