In My Eyes

you are their as light as a feather trimmed with lace and leather it gets better... with words you sought me heaven about you to thee humble apathy, in vested charity your eyes twinkle through the sadness implanted with a heightened sense of serenity I seen you from a far mark the open door leaves holes in my pockets wrote some things to put inside her locket the Brandy was perfumed with a midnight sage, a way of awakening through the silence to deliver shadows block the vortex of my eye yet you are still their with wings in flight