Almond Eyes

Was it true, what we did?

Was it real, what was done?

Was it wrong, or an illusion?

Was it a necessity as conclusion?

Whatever it was I liked it.

Mesmerizing bloom through deepest mist

Metamorphosing beauty rediscovered

Fully alive and living, my senses kissed

But no one is spared, my beloved

Our passage will come to an end before long

Your sweet fruit is much too bitter

As Himeros partake in our song

A part of me beg to differ

Your blossom may revive my long lost hope

Yet time will come to wither

I wish for no need to envelop

As this vitality slithers

But take no thought of the morrow

And take non for the past

Nothing can stop the arrow

And this is unsurpassed

Was it true, what we did?

Was it real, what was done?

Was it wrong, or just an illusion?

Was it a necessity as conclusion?

Whatever it was I liked it.

Admiring the almond eyes.