When cyanide was a kid.

Beautiful eyes that speaks nothing
hair dressed to perfection , by watching em I'm
smudging
my tender mind
with thoughts that find
curiosity lying
everywhere in front of my eyes.

I remember sneaking into my sisters room to undress
her dolls
find what's beneath those clothes , now I'm here in the
mall
we got plenty of em around here
"mama!! mama!! are they for real."
she said, "shut up! cy ., let me see what I can get for
meal."

Damn! I gotta find what's in there
well , will they catch me if I come near
will I even appear in their soulless eyes?
hmm.. what's there in trying...

I get closer
put my hands on her to get more closure
jump up to get to her shoulder
she doesn't move
it all seems good..

"you've got a beautiful dress lady doll."
I touch those ball
like thing she has got
whats that all about?
where are they on my chest?
am I touching the right spot?
well she has bums like me
so I should also have those balls rightly!
hmm.... let me see..
"Hey cy .." she calls, time to leave
good bye lady doll, see you next weak..

those beautiful eyes didn't speak much
though it did answer my curiosities as I gradually grew
up.
Answers, that would later excavate my lust