Staring at those wonderful
Eyes of yours is pleasurable yet
It kills, like in every second
Of watching those irises move
Is equivalent to every shot of
Toxic, I choke and I laugh
For I love the feeling of sweet pain.
Look here I said, look.
One one thousand, two one thousand,
Three…and you looked my way.
Four one thousand and our eyes met.
Those deep blue irises stared with mine
Directly, expressively, deadly.
Five one thousand, everything went black
Except those irises, so blue, so deep.
My soul was engulfed. Tic toc tic toc
Ten one thousand and I was hypnotized.
Empty corridor with dried rose petals
Spread along the way. Something pricked
My foot that is bare, thorns.
I walked, I followed those irises while
Blood drips in every step.
Dried rose petals, thorns, blood.
Those eyes, those irises, so deep and blue.
I counted again, tic toc tic toc
One one thousand, still looking at
Those irises. Two one thousand,
Three…and you’re holding me
Closely, I was able to look at those
Irises intimately. Four one thousand,
Blood. Deep blue irises that bleeds.
Pain and suffering and sorrow, so deep.
Five one thousand and I close my eyes.
I breathe, heavily and hardly. Ten one thousand
And I still see those wonderful irises, deep and blue.
It is time, I said. I open my eyes
I free my self from the clench of death,
Of love, of affection. I free my soul
From pain and suffering and sorrow so deep.
After this, I will count again. Ten one thousand,
I’ll be back where I belong, with you.
Within those irises, so deep and blue.