Mystery
Textures and colors
The eyes of my secret lover
Black sea, deep pool
Firey, yet so ice cool
Silence is his game
He's wild, no not tame
The chains and his walk
His voice, the way he talks
Deep blue wavy sea
The way he'll never look at me
I drown in his eyes
Oh, what a peaceful way to die
Linda L. Wilson
The eyes of my secret lover
Black sea, deep pool
Firey, yet so ice cool
Silence is his game
He's wild, no not tame
The chains and his walk
His voice, the way he talks
Deep blue wavy sea
The way he'll never look at me
I drown in his eyes
Oh, what a peaceful way to die
Linda L. Wilson