Don’t forget to tell her eyes
You love her. She’s what sight buys.
Sight buys love with no return.
Knowing can learn, but unlearn;
Memory fades. But eyes burn
With the flame they look on,
And mutual flaming fire
Feeds fire, fed by desire
Living as both fuel and fire.
Love songs can tickle her ear,
Scents crawl in the middle of the night,
But in love, endearing fear
Is engendered by sight:
Her flaming eye burns
With fury, as she learns
You are not as good as she thought.
She intends to return what she bought,
But she cannot; dreaming, now she sees
The shadow sliding from your face by slow degrees.