In Loves Eyes

 

In Love's Eyes

Bombs bursting among us, as they mimic the sound of thunder.

The sound of gunfire piercing my ears.

 Tearing my brothers apart.

The scared and young men are terrified of this war they are now in. Begging for it to cease.

Rocking back and forth petrified with fear. 

As the veterans stand and smoke their cigarettes , with blankless stares. 

For their life has been over, before it even ended. 

Their eyes wishing they could be plunged out for what they have seen

officers yelling to their men that they do not do enough for our father land.

 

And I am not here , in my hell the lord has put me in.

I am at home ,on my farm, with my mother and father.

Mother always being kind hearted and filled with love.

 Father continually preaching of the lord above.

The horses out in the open running freely on the field, without worry, without fear .

The whistle blows and my heart is struck, and I am pulled from the safety of my memories.

 Over the wall I am told. Over the wall we are told.

I place the cloth from my home, once white now stained black and old.

 

For the fatherland , we cry 

My heart excoriates  

For over the wall I go.

The mud no longer brown but red.

Covered by lifeless men.

The symphony of bombardments playing overhead.  A concert that tortures the men, as if Satan was conducting the melody. 

For the angels cry over the dead, as they watch this tragedy unfold.

The screams of men crying out for mercy, so scared of dying, and losing their last breath.

As bullets pierce my friends, stealing their lives from them.

Ripping them apart.

How horrible this war is. 

 

As I look to my right, men fall lifeless to the ground. Some are too scared to move.

Some lay dying. One I hear screaming for his mom to take him away. 

To my left the fires of hell are aflame. Scorching everything it can touch.

The smell of burning flesh plunging my nose.

Why am I here?  I force myself to move forward, towards my death.

Running towards who we were taught to hate, and end.

 

As I gain to catch my breath.

I peek over and I cannot comprehend.

A woman in the field is looking at me.

She is hiding, terrified of what is going on.

Covering her ears and crying.

Why is she here?

This is not a place for  such a beautiful girl, she should not be seeing such evil.

 

Yet there she is.

In the midst of all this hate. There she is.

In the midst of all the death, war and ugliness. There she is.

In my hell, she this dove, an angel is here and she is looking at me.

I cannot hear her, yet I can see her lips. And in her despair she begs for my help.

I spring, I leap, I run to her.

I will not let anything happen to this angel. 

The fear I had of the bullets piercing me, my dying friends have disappeared.

The only thought in my mind is to save her.

 

I take her hand, and we run to the forest. 

Escaping the horrors of war.

She hugs me, and cries grasping onto my neck.

I fall to my knees, and wail into her bosom. The thoughts of the war come back to me.

The faces of my friends are all I see.

She hugs me even tighter. Crying along as well.

 

How soft she is. As almost the feeling of silk.

She lifts my face to see her eyes.

Such beautiful eyes, soft and blue like the ocean. 

Wiping away my tears. Kissing my forehead.

I have forgotten everything. 

The war, the hate, the fear of death.

What is this feeling?

I am mesmerized by her radiating beauty.

Calming me.

Her hair luscious, long and blonde. 

Lips plump and full.

She is almost angelic.

 

She looks at me and smiles.

And my heart stops.

As though I have never seen something so warm. 

And with my hand she leads me away from the sounds of what seems to be thunder.

As we walk I want nothing but to hold her, to grasp her, and to love her..

I cannot take my eyes off hers, for they captured me the moment I laid sight of them.

To a hill we walk. And  upon this hill there is a castle standing tall.

With gates of gold so grand.

Within the castle we continue through with rooms of extravagant colors.

Red, blue, purple.

 It is as if every rainbow came from this castle.

I feel nothing but joy and happiness. 

I am in awe of such magnificence.

What a beautiful place this is.

I am in a trance, as I am taking in all the colors.

My smile grows from ear to ear.

She is holding me smiling even more. Excited for me.

Kissing my cheek, and giggles.

A tear is rolling down my cheek.

Why am I crying?

Have I not felt happiness before? Or has it been so long since I have?

 

She places her hand on my cheek, and gently places her head onto mine.

And music begins to play.

What a lovely band it is.

A waltz in A minor.

The piano, along with the violin play so lovely together. 

One two three one two three one two three.

We began on our own waltz throughout the great hall.

As we are having our own ball.

I twirl her, and it is almost as if she is flying.

How insanely I am in love with her.

Her eyes not moving from mine.

And we close the distance between. 

Our body's yearning for one another.

Our lips screaming to be with another.

I pull her closer to me, and I kiss her.

Such gentle lips.

Such a sweet kiss.

 

Is this what love is?

This amazing feeling of being whole.

Is this what I see in my eyes.

As I lay on the field of battle.

I am in love.