In his eyes are empty wells <br />where waters only flow endless <br />when I stare; <br />and in his eyes are dark skies <br />where stars only shine endless <br />when I glare. <br />You'll hear in his voice silent graveyards <br />where melodies only stream endless <br />when to me he sings... <br />and together in his lips lie broken leaves <br />where flowers only bloom endless <br />when to me he speaks. <br />In his cheeks are forsaken streets <br />but sweetest heaven in my eye; <br />in his heart are dying secrets <br />that live in mine, I know not why. <br />I read in his soul forgotten poems <br />that i write immortal in these lines. <br />For in his worst, I love him best.<br /><br />Jessel Jane Tevar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-his-eyes-6/
