Eyes

by Jonathan Bakert

 When you look into these eyes,
 What do you see?
 You, my lover
 You, my friend
 You, my enemy
 You, the biased acquantence
 Such things, these eyes have seen
 Remembering all pain to acutely
 Such has come from our world and the one who would have me
 My friend, take a chance to know me
 Take a step and enter the doors upon my mind
 Take a tincture of my sadness
 Take a droplet of my pain
 Take a vial of my bliss
 And never come back again...