Shanquella's Sanpaku Tale

Eyes! Doleful and lonely as they quietly penetrate my soul In their silence, I can hear clamorous rumblings of a tale that pleads to be told Far-reaching and clamorous are these eyes So much so that not even their beautiful abode can cover or disguise Beautifully haunting, they are So deep and so regally divine I see them. I feel them. Deeply, Deeply, Deeply they touch As they meticulously befuddle every morsel of my being I awkwardly attempt to look away But like a magnet, they pull me close, closer Then they speak of many tales from a whisper to the pinnacle of rising octaves Sorrowful narratives of manipulation, deception, jealousy, ghosting, envy, greed, betrayal, hurt, sadness, and even the macabre They speak of wondrous hopes and dreams in the dawn of life that were quickly and heinously turned to night