YOU IN MY EYES 2

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My affection whispering my past
makes me fall in love with the future
and I am smitten by the image that graces the mirror
in the gallery of beauty...filled with music...the echoes still linger
my heart calling the name of my soul
I cannot contain the ecstasy of this captivating voice
because when I look into my eyes...I see you

I would break the mirror to slivers
and look at the right images for the right one
or leave them in the light to reflect stars in the night
for you to feel my magic in the ink of darkness
because fear of light will not write the painful truth
the truth which has seared my heart and has me drown in tears
where I have kidnapped myself..thinking the hostage...
..was you


I walk back to my past to arrest the future
but the prison of my past has chains on my feet for limited freedom
and I betray myself for you...to have a taste of true love
I loved back then and still love you into the future
each flame of emotion smolders like true promises
for the words I believed made me a statue
but your love softened its hardness and I have a soft heart for you
it is time to see me when I open my eyes
you in my eyes...looking through windows of my soul




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