Eyes of gold
A tale to be told
A paper to unfold
Eyes of gold
Someone so pretty yet so violent
Love isn't in your top five but I'd still find it
Eyes of gold
The same beautiful eyes that some how leave me cold
The same eyes my sight seems to dread
Every second more I look into them
I'd rather be dead
Eyes of gold
Even when you cry your eyes still pretty
Your voice majestic
Makes my mind rested
Eyes of gold
Spilling my hearts pain to you even though to you it's meaning less
But your eyes suddenly have me spill into a bliss
Has me yearning for a kiss
A chance to touch those lips
A chance to make you see love the same
But behind those eyes I'm nothing more than a game
No matter how gold or perfect
Yes perfect
I mean it
But those eyes of gold
Have behold a demon.
YOU ARE READING
Words of a hidden poet
PoetrySo I've been wanting to make a poetry book for a while and guess whattttt I am yal so let's get ittt
