Eternity Eyes

Her acerbic comments
Fell upon deaf ears like comets
Awaken to her bang
Her theory is ultra
Color her culture big
Her thoughts dig deep into my soul
Her eyes are planets of gold
Where stories run untold
To look into her eyes is to live and die
Color her contra Medusa
State into her eyes and enter a world beyond
Perhaps heaven
Perhaps hell
Perhaps just another world
Where luxury was free
And poverty cost
Crime was criminal because what for
Where evil was a minimal existence
Triggered by the abundance of good
For her welcoming eyes said a little evil keeps good absolute
Her eyes are planets of fruit
Strawberries and cherries
A red sanctuary world
Filled of passion and lust
And deeds that were murderous
Mountains of red sin
Committed by sexy women and handsome men
Colt .45 and race horses is how we committed crime
Ex and weed were plentiful
Cocaine was subliminal
Any kind of heroin was criminal
That would get you shot
The strawberries and cherries that held her eyes
Tasted alive
Her essence danced on my tung
The flavor of a pare and a plumb
Her eyes were wide and vast
Long stories shaped in the form of an hourglass
Her eyes were time
Cosmic sublime
Colored long ago
Enter her thoughts and lose control
Her wisdom was an unnatural flow or order
Ordinary order was disorder
Never think accordingly
Step out of the ordinary box and rock
Was her wisdom
Her wisdom was of the lost gods
Who were lost before time
She had knowledge of things that the universe hadn’t seen
Who was she
Perhaps she was time lost
Perhaps she was time found
Perhaps she was time abound
Eternity
The thoughts she conveyed through her eyes were controlling me
Her are bombs
Constant and divine explosion erupted
Uncorrupted
Pure fire and desire
An empire built on lust’s booms and bangs
Ohs and ahs
Her pupils are alive
And I danced to the rhythm of her wisdom
She was a multidimensional prism
Her wisdom was words of freedom
And every tail that she told I believed in
She told me that she wasn’t God
But she was who God created first
So believe in her
Her eyes are deep and dark inkwells
Color her spells black magic
She turned men into giants
Defiant of man made laws
Her ink wrote the clause to what every man belonged
The before and the after
Her ink was boundless
She wrote the stars into existence and even Mars
She was the universe’s universe
She is large and incomprehensible
The only way to understand was to look into her eyes

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