I lost my life beneath her umber eyes, <br />For sympathies that drowned amongst my own, <br />And for these moments say my last goodbyes. <br /> <br />A world within which no-one can surmise; <br />A desp'rate sea of boiling tears - my own. <br />I lost my life beneath her umber eyes. <br /> <br />How suffering is easy to advise, <br />When lovers find their way but leave alone, <br />And for these moments say my last goodbyes. <br /> <br />What happiness should turn on love's demise? <br />True love can never step down from its throne; <br />I lost my life beneath her umber eyes. <br /> <br />Desire culled in silence holds our cries, <br />That fear should haunt the halls of empty home; <br />And for these moments say my last goodbyes. <br /> <br />But here I've found the truth which underlies <br />Her love which rules the only strength I've known: <br />I lost my life beneath her umber eyes, <br />And for these moments say my last goodbyes. <br /> <br />-November 17,2005<br /><br />David Zvekic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/font-color-880000-her-umber-eyes-villanelle-font/
