Those Eyes Dont Lie
I had a dream of you last night.
Those sweet and sour eyes with wolf-like instincts.
Seemed to calm the heart yet worry the heart.
The smaller yellow eye with the butterfly was trust.
The BIGGER purple eye with the wolf saw lust.
I try to only look at the yellow but the purple overcame.
With the force of thought that makes the fist clench.
FOCUS ON THE YELLOW!!
It seems today that trust is fading and lust is rising.
I have been promised that you would tell if something happened.
That alone is not enough; all I can see is purple.
The same purple I was willing to give to you, but ignored.
I only wished you would have thought before you lost sight of the Butterfly in your own yellow eye.