EyEs

I found beautiful eyes last night or was it the night before?

Bleeding fingers. Open heart.

Left at to my own devices. We´re broken apart.

I found eyes, not yours, the other night.

The day after the night before you left: I went astray.

You can see it in my eyes – a shadow of another man with who I lay.

I found his green blue eyes sparkling in the dark.

A chapter now wide open - dot dot dot – closing, left ajar.

In between lust stories. I´m gone gone gone - you´re far.

I lost myself in them again last night or was it the night before?

Incorrigible.

Unclean.

Happy.

Or not.

Who cares.

I found.

Lust. Not love.

The end.