Insightful
Your eyes.
I can’t stop writing about them.
I can’t stop dreaming about them gleaming like sunlight beaming into the windows of my soul.
And I’ve been meaning to tell you—
Heighten the blinds.
I can’t stop fiending to be the reflection in your infliction
The mirroring of eyes, my line of sight in your line of vision
Our pupils don’t just collide, they cause a collision
And uh,
The precision of your gaze fogs all coherency to a haze
And it’s seeming
There’s a thousand words teeming off the levees of my lips
But you got me in a daze and the waves crash silent
See inside I’m screaming
They say the flames radiated from desire are the fires most violent
And I feel your vibes like radiation;
Hazardous to both mind and body.
Detrimental to the soul.
I believe in whole this is not an illusion
They say the eyes never hide from the truth
So eyes never lie—
See, I’ve already eyed your eyes
I’m not convinced this is confusion
I’ve come to the conclusion that
If I confided in you,
Would you agree it’s a delusion
You’ve been opening the window;
You want to be
Inside.
