I could drown in her eyes.
Like rivers of peace.
I find myself sinking deeper.
Let me drink from this passion,
This unrivaled urge to taste
To feel, to be,
just close enough to steal a glimpse.
Just enough to feel myself slip away.
Let the hours just pass by
Minutes fade to days
What horrors awaits when passion dies.
I remain trapped in those eyes.
Tracing ley lines of forgotten smiles.
Entwined in this malignant sacrifice.
Still deeper I'll sink.
Unable to cut away.
Incapable of breaking free.
Of what is no more.