Dark Eyes Stare

2 0 0

by eldri_sv

by eldri_sv

Dark eyes stare
out of the leaves, green and fair,
fog is lifting easily,
now I see where dark eyes stare.

Now I see
vines winding beautifully
around bodies, ancient wise,
as wind cries and now I see.

As wind cries
I feel how quickly time flies
and how all wisdom decays;
my heart stays still as wind cries.