The Riot in Her Eyes

And so as I heard the clamor blasting in my mind
my view flailed and crashed on her eyes

I saw looming daybreak inside,
a burning sun lolling on the corner of her eye,
a layer of dismay hid the flourishing light.

Until her eyes met mine,
That impulse broke the crystal
and I was the public of how the sun burn into electric rays of night
into a new colors
on the corner of hers eyes.

I saw the dimensions of hell and heaven combined
with time i learned they made her infinite
rage and love on one grateful look
I saw a new color that spelled chaos,
I saw war, I saw a violence hurracaine
So now I call that one color on her eyes, the riot of all times