I’d better not look into your eyes <br />Your mysterious eyes <br />The connection is confession; yet <br />It is ineffable. <br />They are two black pools; so deep that I <br />Fear I might drown. <br />But the gravitation is so strong; <br />I am defeated at last, and the two <br />Black holes come like flood water <br />So strange—I make no attempt to escape <br />Even when every pulse is <br />Beaten by black plague. <br />Incomprehensible fascination of self-inflicting <br />Pain. Doomed am I, for the silly notion <br />Never goes away.<br /><br />April Fung<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/curious-fascination/
