Still Waters

[Dark Muse]

Still Waters

Still waters run deep I am told,
I am reminded as I look into your eyes,
they are motionless
and no trace can be seen reflected within,
nothing of devotion, they broker no compromise,
yet it is not emptiness,
more like the murky waters of a swamp
that are rendered incapable by nature
to reveal the contents lurking beneath the surface,
the waiting danger prepared to devour all
at a moments notice,
in that way your eyes are shark infested waters,
it would be fatalistic to show signs of weakness.

I know that once there was compassion
etched in the lines of your face,
now terse with a cold sadness,
you have become my Siberia,
a desert of ice in which to live in eternal exile,
warmth has lost its place,
like oil and water if we tried to make contact,
repulsed apart, any fire would burn only
on top of the skin without penetration.

It was never about love only your gravitational pull
which sucked me and any other debris which happened
to fall in the way of your line of vision,
it must always come back to the eyes which burn
in the back of my head,
it is your eyes alone that will remain unchanged
it was always your eyes before everything else
which unhinged all that you touched.