Dark Eyes Don't Lie

Look into my eyes,
passion labours at the loom
to earn your bread.

Radiant cheeks are
veiled in fire,
my eyelashes
coal-laced
pinched at the top,
black almonds glitter
at pinpoints.

Look into my eyes,
be a little afraid,
excited some.

See all deeds
they've done,
the spoils they've won,
fill all with
hope and trust,
iris coloured life-blood,
a capturing black hole.

Look into my eyes,
as curved as a Turk's sword,
wielding a warrior's cry.

A bull roars on,
eyes are jet,
set in crystal rings of snow,
a black and flaming torch,
unchanging gems
swallow all
changing light.

Look into my eyes,
and know when we kiss,
these dark eyes don't lie.

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