"Eyes Tell Stories
But do they know how to
craft fiction?
Do they know how to spin lies?
His eyes swear forever,
flatter with vows of only me.
But are they
empty promises?
I stare into his eyes,
as if into a cyrstal ball.
but I cannot find forever.
only memories of today, a sketchbook of yesterday.
Dreams of a shared tommorrow.
His eyes whisper secrets.
But are they truths or fairy tales?
I wonder if
even he
knows."