Eyes Once More

eyes the color of my own gaze back into me she believes her pain cannot be known that no one else will ever see sitting still letting it build within she waits for the world to stop spinning never was she trying to win its as if the sins of the world on her he is pinning she once felt alone, at a loss for a reason meeting no one whose been through such trials she is weighted down by invisible acts of treason her eyes like mine bear marks of many miles walked alone on the side of an unending highway watching the lights pass us by dark brown eyes waiting for the sun to birth the day our eyes will be the last part to die the link between eyes can not be grasped in can be seen by no mortal being safety she feels when in my arms she is clasped our eyes are for much more than seeing.