they are traitors you helplessly bear
emotions you hide, they lay them bare
memories they create and leave you in desire
to many a unquenched thirst, they are the sire
they are impressions you unwillingly cast
the glimmmer they flashed..for ever seems to last
they did try to hide and were caught in the act..
you try, but they never fail to attract.
they are muse to the souls that dare behold,
dream makers of a make, when the nights unfold.
dreams that vaporize as the days break in..
its unbeknownst to them..but those dreams a sin..
they are scars..and i hope the only ones i left
moist remnants of promises unkept..
promises unsaid..but they saw them in mine..
my eyes , that have just a reflection of thine..