His face is dark
The light leaving it's occasional mark
His mouth is in a straight line
But oh he is still so fine
His eyes are stone cold
Looking at you as if you are mold
His body is tense
But why? Makes no sense
His gaze
Looking at you as if you were a maze
He tries to figure you out
His lips slightly pulled into a pout
His gaze is making you melt
As you wish you never felt
You loved him
Even though he fills you to the brim
Until you crack
And you can never go back
October. 23. 2016
