Look into my eyes, tell me what you see,
Is there a man looking back at you
Or is it a beast you see?
Look me in the eyes, tell me who I am,
Am I a warrior or a whimp
A peasant or a king?
Look into my eyes, tell me what you see,
Is there a boy standing far away
Or a man close to you?
Look me in the eyes, tell me who I am,
Am I a saint or a sinner
A shadow or a light?
- GS
"The eyes are the window to the soul - you can look out from them, and others can look in, as long as you open them."
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Love Drunk
Love is not a four letter word, it
is five actions that I show
To touch, talk, walk, work and give
to prove I do.
Love is not a way to get you out,
but a path to let me in
To see you from inside not to
force yourself out.
Love is not a strength, it is a
weakness that I have
A weakness I gladly possess to
show you I care.
Love is not my pride, it is given
up to accommodate you
Because I have no room for pride
if I have you.
Love is not a feeling, it is a
choice I made for myself
An action that demands perseverance
and trust.
Love is not from the heart, it is
also from the head
An art and science that cannot be
explained.
Love is not a big wide path, that
shit is called lust
To have only but never to hold on
for good.
Love is that little bridge you are
afraid to walk on
Because you are just too damn chicken
to fall.
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