Thine Eyes

No specialties do mine eyes see.
No beauty left within thee.
Thy took my heart, thy took my hand.
Thy walked me forth to merriment.
Thy took one kiss, and yet another.
Thy looked past the tears and through the darkest of nigh’ to find–?
To find thee.
Thee, with her heart torn open!
Mine eyes never set gaze upon such purity.
Thee! Whom lived in terror of beauty,
Felt ravishing inside thine arms.
He hath loved.
She...hath loved still deeper.
No bribe or bid be dangerous.
For love–
Love sheltered thee from the storm.
From the constant hurricane outdoors.
Thy took the door, forbidding thine haven.
Thy let go of the heart, as well as thy hand.
Thy took one kiss, an took no more.
Thy cast the tears across thy face and beat thy heart til’ it be still!
Still– as an arctic wind.
Still– as a tornado rolls.
Still– as thy tears cast a shadow upon beauty.
No specialties do mine eyes see.
No love left within thee.