this darkness behind my eyes
cannot be contained.
I am haunted with
questions of beauty
and why mine refuses
to be unveiled.
Dreaming is my death.
your eyes must be
offspring from the
stars
for the sparkle around your
pupils is close to
blinding.
can i ask what
hides behind the stars,
what secrets are hidden
outside of our atmosphere?
can you see
beyond this world
with those telling eyes of
yours
and guide me to
the mysteries that have
never been unfolded?
imagine the flavors i haven’t tasted,
the fragrances i’ve yet to smell,
the colors that have yet to exist
in this speck of the universe.
tell me
darling
what is hiding behind those stars?
by heldinhishands
Labels: dark, dark poetry, expression, free form, harmony, inspiring, lonely, lost, love poetry, metaphor, poetry, spilled ink
